Nature's Gentle Voice

Wistful ferns, mossy stumps, crumbling Rotting away, hesitating… Beneath the shadows of old oaks, Weathered gray coats, skin Wrinkled and archaic, ancient Wise as the liquid voice of creeks Sighing and breathing out Echoes of peace, serenity, grace Praising with the stream of inspiration Flowing, whispering over smooth stones Colored in earthy browns, coffee Auburn like the leaves in the autumn Playful monarchs loiter near wildflowers Soundless, still songs dancing Waltzes of wonderful, wonderous, wonder Motioning to the silence, gesturing In rhythms of brilliant wings, graceful Murmuring blessings across the green carpet Heartfelt joy painting the thoughts In laughter from the peaceful winds Alive like the words of a bullfrog As it croaks its way across the edge of a pond Bringing life to the summer, grumbling Appreciation into the sunlight’s bold fervor Kindling passion from the spirit Roaring with imagination, fulfillment Moonlight softens the night Sharing its home with the twinkling stars As they shimmer through the sky Sparkling like glitter, glistening and promising Hesitating across the heavens, tossing Rays of affection to the darkness Ebbing and flowing with nocturnal blessings Nature’s personality, wild, welcoming Brings the soul a sweetness That is only grown from genuine nurturing Nourishment of sun and rain, dew Softly kissing petals on the morning after Moonlight turns to a lemony sun Erasing the dark with a heavy hope Anticipation of the moment when spring Turns to summer – summer to autumn, Autumn to winter and winter to spring… Awaiting the moment when the new Bursts quietly, calmly, through the past To change everything to fresh, original Alert and energetic – promise of the future! Listen to the breathes of praise… Lifted on the tongue of nature’s gentle voice!