Hidden in forest’s depths
Creator’s kingdom reigns
Moving with quiet breath
Feeding nature’s unbroken chain
Spontaneous landscape
Creator’s rhythm sings
Breathing beauty’s freshness
Witnessing all that summer brings
Trees towering above
Creator fills each scene
Overflowing with peace
Reaching to heavens, grass so green
Tranquil waters roam free
Creator’s grace gives back
Nourishing youngest plants
Equipping wilderness backpack
Busy traffic drives by
Immune to forest’s sigh
Missing treasures within
Creator frames sunset’s goodbye
Big Sky Buckeye 
What a splendid poem — and so true, that concluding stanza. I loved seeing Chestnut Ridge, too. I’m sure that’s one of the places you’ve mentioned. It would be a lovely spot to experience nature.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Linda, thank you for sharing your enthusiasm for this poem. Indeed, Chestnut Ridge is the ultimate natural cathedral.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You poem inspires readers to get outside and enjoy God’s beautiful gift of nature. Thanks! 🙂
LikeLike