O I'm inspired by the colours, the forms and
The textures of life's inexhaustible painting.
I marvel at the diamond studded stars at night
They radiate more than any fake, neon light.
The beauty of the moon is more vital than art.
The sun's primeval power is more profound than
Our pale truths. Nature's rivers, hills, valleys and streams,
Resonate in the memory, more vividly
Than mimetic music or poetry's frail words.
In Nature's hands, ethereal and earthy blend.
Fluffy clouds float like angels in deep blue heaven.
From Spring's first blossoms to bleak winter's sleet and rain,
There's an immaculate contrast of flame and shade.
The sweet miracle of verdant flowers, plants and
Animals: in all their endless varieties
Gives me pause for thought and further contemplation.
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