Friday, February 24, 2012

Natural World

The natural world, it is the sun
That breaks over the horizon
And calls out to all things that breathe
To awaken, to rise, to live
So we open our eyes and accept
The gift of light to spur ourselves
Through the air, along a path of green
Where flowers guide our good and perfect steps
And butterflies like honey, and ants
That carry worlds on their shoulders
Make sounds indistinguishable from touch
Yet we take our vision through each day
Until the sky is dappled with stars
And the cold air of winter chills our lungs
So we can wait and watch for spring
When the natural world awakens once again.

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