The sun warms me
lighting the beauty all around
It’s golden glory
Paints flowers of every shade and hue
Seductive scents are launched by gentle breezes
And the brook’s dancing waters
Whisper to me
As it passes through emerald green meadows
Lazy lace clouds silently spread,
ever changing patterns of shadows
Over hypnotic waves of rippling grass
Birds serenade, accompanied by
Cicadas, and rustling leaves
Trees sway, and butterflies lift and fall
As shadows lengthen, night draws on
Imitating the golden orb
Fireflies of green and yellow pulse and fade
drifting through the darkness of space.
Its lunar sister reflects
A soft silvery glow
A distant symphony of frogs and crickets
Play in concert under a shower of stars
Distant thunder rolls, lightning flashes
Drops patter on the clay tile roof
The smell of fresh rain on dry ground
Fire, water, air and earth
All that was, is or ever will be