The Ends of the Earth
Pink Roses of Sharon
hugging the streetlamp
The blue sky with
sand texturred clouds
is like a reflection
of water and the beach
An oasis of green grass...
with pink, orange, red and yellow
Mums floating like waterlilies
in the green water...
Birds stop and fly
land and fly
staying close to earth
to forage for food
Green leaves that turned
yellow - then turned gold
Like a door
The Gates of Heaven
await the winter
when all leaves
and blossoms die
When nature shows
our true colors...
If we blossom eternally
or sear in hell
All shining like a mirror
to the almighty...
Copyright © Jeanne Fiedler | Year Posted 2010
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