The glistening dew of the morning that sits on the leaves
A present from God that the hands of nature have woven,
A glittering sheen that shines brightly when the light hits it
A soft and pleasant recollection of the first glimpse of dawn.
The flower fields, which were a kaleidoscope of colors.
A kaleidoscope of hues, which is something that nature bestows.
From the delicate daisy to the majesty of the rose, the beauty of nature is a sight that positively radiates.
The undulating hills, which are covered in lush vegetation.
A calming salve, for the peacefulness of the soul
The soft swaying of the grass as it moves in the breeze
A soothing presence that helps put my anxious thoughts at ease.
The vastness of the ocean, with its seemingly endless expanse.
A miracle of the natural world that gets me up and dancing
The ozone-rich air, the pounding surf, and the
A symphony of life, that's unrivaled by anything else.
The four distinct seasons, each endowed with their own allure,
A color scheme that is produced by nature.
From the blazing reds of the leaves in autumn to the snowy whites of winter's freeze. From those fiery reds to those snowy whites.
The unassuming rain, which satisfies one's desire for water.
A vital energy that originates from the natural world.
The sound of raindrops pattering against rooftops and the ground.
A soft and pleasant reminder of the soothing sounds of nature.
The thriving flora and fauna that can be found everywhere
A world unto itself, complete with its own established hierarchy,
Nature's creatures, a sight that fills me with eagles, from the frolicking squirrels to the soaring eagles and everything in between.
Oh, how the splendor of nature serves as a motivational force,
A treasure trove that fulfills the desires of the heart
A world that is both vast and unadulterated, the pristine beauty of nature is a gift that will stand the test of time.
Therefore, let us treasure the splendor of nature, for it is a gift from above and represents our shared future; for it is in its bosom that we find a place to call home.
A territory that is rightfully ours, in which we are free to roam.
The splendor of nature is where I find my inner calm.
A safe haven, far away from all of my concerns.
Because it is a place where my spirit can find peace,
A safe haven, and the place where I experience the most positive aspects of myself.
Oh, the wonders of nature, how they never fail to revive my spirit.
The unfolding of the colors, sounds, and sights before you,
The splendor of nature reveals itself to me in every utterance, from the rustling of the leaves to the flight of the birds.
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Really very lovely, Shari, your celebration here of nature and God. I found it very moving and almost meditative in how you wrote it. I could imagine it spoken over quiet nature sounds or music - Anneliese If you are interested you may want to check out one poem I wrote that brings the same spirit. It's called "The Sunrise is God's Poem" and can be seen at this link on Vocals. https://vocal.media/poets/in-these-flowers-of-eden-excerpts-from-chapter-2