The Cadence of Nature
“Nature, a rhythm in cyclical rotation, like the workings of a clock”
~the poet
The Cadence Of Nature
Natures vow of renewal as the morning sun rises in swaths of golden light, arousing the sleeping flora and fauna from their beds; a days’ journey has begun. The seeds of ambition will be sown in harmony with song birds trill, trill trilling, the sweet sounds of Spring.
The hands of time keep ticking, as the days grow longer with light. The earth a little warmer,
With hopeful dreams to fulfill. The journey takes us through the day, with stars to illuminate the night, chirping frogs and crickets get attention, fireflies put on a sulfurous display, heralding in Summer.
The days are growing shorter, the clock is winding down. There is much to be done; in the fields of ambition, where we reap, and gather what we have sown, uniting together, giving thanks for the bountiful gifts, that nature has bestowed. The air is crisp, earthly creatures grow drowsy, leaves and plants lush and green, transform into the crown jewels of Autumn.
Evening unfolds, candlelight glows, the clock nods, it is nearing the close of day.
Nature casts her spell upon the landscape, shimmering, starched and glazed in white. Inside the warmth of hearth and home where dark shadows fill the room; it is time to say goodnight. The blanket that Winter spreads, across her earthly bed, keeping safe and warm; all living things will come alive, when morning comes at dawn.
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