Ode to Natural Beauty

From the canopy of leaves and sunlight overhead,
From the wooden pillars holding up the green and gold lace,
To the river gurgling, laughing, running underneath.

Ode to Natural Beauty.

From the birds’ nest upon the boughs of the brown tree trunks,
From the sun-dyed golden, brown-orange, fiery red leaves falling to earth,
To the white-speckled fawn stopping to lap at the ever-flowing road of blue.

Ode to Natural Beauty.

From the gift of Magic,
From the gift of Wonder,
To the gift of Mother Nature.

Ode to Natural Beauty.