Nature Is Not Confined
The grass is green just as it was last year
in spring, and the azaleas bring me cheer.
Their colors are not dimmed by humans’ fear.
Birds fly about as if there’s nothing wrong,
some bearing twigs to build nests high and strong.
They lift my spirits with each warbling song.
The squirrels chase and chatter free of care
before their audience. They’re unaware
that they regale me with their unique flair.
My walks are serum for my soul each day;
though I’m just in my yard, they hold at bay
surreal thoughts and free my mind to pray.
In times like these, we crave normality
to comfort us. In stark reality,
though home-bound, nature’s beauties we can see.
April 9, 2020
Entered in Serenity in Scenes of Mother Nature Poetry contest
Sponsor: Chantelle Anne Cooke
Entered in Strand Pick 7 on April 9, 2020
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