Transition covers landscape
For both nature and man
Blusterous day taking shape
Coming change to life’s plan
Barren trees swinging with joy
Wind’s steady, rhythmic beat
Nature’s energy deploys
Tearing up day’s game sheet
Remnants of tall grass bending
Nature’s tempo shifting
Clouds reveal storm descending
Sending man’s plans drifting
Birds scattering far away
Man ignores storm’s warning
Day’s contest declines to play
Clouding nature’s morning
Storms can never be delayed
Nature stays in control
Man’s delight begins to fade
Gazing through life’s porthole
Big Sky Buckeye 
Your porthole reminded me of a wonderful, one-time experience. We were sailing offshore in winds strong enough to cause the boat to list far enough to put a porthole in one berth underwater. I happened to look through it, and was eye to eye with a dolphin that had decided to follow us. We watched one another for some time, until the dolphin swam away.
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Linda, thanks so much for sharing some of your experiences. Life does take on a unique view from a porthole.
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Linda, I missed replying to your wonderful comment. Thanks for sharing your sailing observations of a dolphin. Wow!
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Richard, this is beautiful. I love the imagery and word choices!
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Karla, thank you for your kind words as well as your patience in waiting for this reply. God’s peace!
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You’re welcome! And you never have to worry about that! God’s peace to you and yours!
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WOWwwwww
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Thank you Zelda. It is a pleasurable experience to contrast mankind and nature.
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I imagine so.
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I love the poem-especially the last line!
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Susan, I appreciate your affirmation of the final verse. Indeed, life sometimes feels like we are peering out of our own porthole.
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