Defining sunrise
Another touch of peace
Harmony’s interactions
Nature’s timely release
Embracing daylight
Morning’s joyfulness speaks
Each illustrated landscape
Nature’s waiting mystique
Inserting wind’s breath
Grove of tree branches sway
Scattered pollen taking flight
Nature’s open gateway
Mixing up colors
Hues of unique design
Tranquility delivers
Nature’s scenic pipeline
Fulfilling vision
Hope offering her hand
Empty canvas finished
Nature’s spirit commands
This poem is written in a traditional sonnet style with 14 lines, and each line contains 10 syllables. I was fortunate to witness this park one day before the rising temperatures would begin transforming the park from its winter look.
Invitation from warmer winter day
Insisting on afternoon nature hike
Snowy Walnut Woods, waiting with sunshine
Feeling welcome, childlike emotions strike
Deep snow lining each trail, bright white border
Dressing in cozy layers, feeling warm
Park’s newest treasures, eager to explore
Thankful for winter’s freedom from snowstorms
Ancient sycamore tree branches glisten
Discovering cross-country skiers’ trail
Beaver dam holds back frozen Big Run creek
Precious winter moments bless, without fail
Looming big thaw will erase winter’s scene
Memories filling life’s unending screen
Originally published March, 2021.
With persistent breath
Morning answers spirit’s call
Gentle westerly breeze
Earth wrapped up in her shawl
With comforting warmth
Dawn’s early light welcomes all
Darkened sky whisked away
Brightest rays seek landfall
With silence stirring
Landscape at last comes alive
Worldly view awakens
New day ready to thrive
With freedom’s rhythm
Harmony’s refreshing drawl
Breathless tranquility
Timely tune never stalls
With intimate touch
Creator’s dreams never small
Tomorrow cannot wait
Nature fulfills His call
Daily Offering
Heavenly sunshine
Landscape gathers gift of grace—
Rising every morn
Tender Touch
Gentle breeze above
Cascading with every breath—
Dawn’s signature peace
Invitation Received
Daybreak’s welcome light
Encouraging renewal—
Darkness overcome
Nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
In every walk with nature, one receives far more than he seeks.
John Muir (1838-1914) was an Scottish-born, American naturalist. He was one of America’s earliest advocates for wilderness preservation, and he has been referred to as the “Father of National Parks.” His unwavering support and influence led to the establishment of Yosemite National Park.
Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.
Life is a journey, not a destination.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882) was an American essayist, poet, and philosopher. He was a leading voice in America’s transcendentalist movement in the 19th century.
Winds no longer blow
From cold Arctic ice
Snow stays far to north
Winter pays her price
Days growing longer
Nature now smiling
Winter’s time shall pass
Spring begins dialing
Nature’s busy tone
Some days, springtime halts
Hibernation plays
Winter’s final waltz
Trees wait with patience
Soon nature will green
Sun replacing clouds
Spring’s finest cuisine
Seasons come and go
Nature makes her call
Time for winter’s end
Spring’s voice now enthralls
Originally published March, 2021.
The world’s favorite season is the spring. All things seem possible in May.
By observing nature, the best pace is a snail’s pace.
Edwin May Teale (1899-1980) was an American naturalist, photographer, and writer. In 1966, he became the first naturalist to earn a Pulitzer Prize.
Gentle morning rain
Freshening landscape’s spirit—
Reverent stillness
Gentle morning breeze
Rejuvenation’s spirit—
Everlasting peace
Gentle morning light
Infusing nature’s spirit—
Outlook’s warm design
Landscape embraces warmth
Whispering from above
Fabric of spring descends
Sharing Creator’s love
Winter’s cold fades away
Transforming earth’s outlook
Tender grass comes alive
Following spring’s guidebook
Memories feeling young
Uncovering cherished prize
Charm awakens with peace
Filling morning’s blue skies
Today meets tomorrow
Nurturing every thirst
Breath of hope replenished
Witnessing rain’s cloudburst
Spring’s timely arrival
Beholding each snapshot
Precious life now reborn
Finding nature’s soft spot
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