Wild flowers glistening with morning
dew,
rays of sunshine giving light to a
new day,
beneath the sky of shades of velvet,
so blue,
in the meadow beds a young suckling
fawn.
Song birds chirping, perched in the
tall trees,
as busy squirrels scamper about on
their way,
a gentle breeze stirs the soft
growing leaves,
it’s the dawning of another new
mystical day.
Shadows of branches, dance upon the
ground,
as droves of ants march in cadence
one by one,
everywhere you gazes, natural life
is all around,
each, with their own chores that are
never done.
Orderly perfection, consumes the
natural flow,
a reminder of Almighty’s, brilliance
and might,
from the simplest of creatures, to
stars that glow,
universe of mystery, filled with
wondrous sights.
Seeds upon the dirt, sprouting life
from the earth,
rainbow of bright flowers, budding
and blooming,
each day, the cycle of life
continues to give birth,
yet, we must not forget, death is
forever looming.