Once a tree spoke to me in words of color and grace.
It said to exist it had to persist in its purpose to have its place.
In hues of green it said it had seen many a year and season
With interesting features like other creatures, which added branches of reason.
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They say a sunset is an artist's pallet,
Of colors so intense and full of pigment,
A photographer's dream.
The grasslands stretch as far as the eye can see,
As flat as anything can be,
Unending fields of corn and wheat,
Yielding huge harvests that none can beat,
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Tell me what do you see
Purple, green, and gold,
Mountain peaks that touch the sky
Little black birds flying by
In a world without rain,
all the grass turned brown,
trees cracked and burned,
clouds disappeared,
My homeland, my fatherland
settles on the valley of two breasts,
a virgin to behold,
two sisters lead to her,
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I know a place where the tall cotton grass blooms and blows,
where the fireweed blazes and the nodding cattail grows
a haven overgrown with ruddy cranberry and spongy moss
emitting their tart scent the playful breeze does toss.
Sliding down the milky way as the harvest moon lights the way
This starts my journey through the galaxy
My first stop, Gould's Belt, at 20 degrees.
what a beautiful poem
may I take a few words become a song?
just a few
Nature's gifts are all around,
Yellow, green, red and brown,
Mirrored water that reflects my frown,
Butterflies flying in the dusky dawn,
The Desert is a lonely soul
who burns your every breath,
like a broken record,
stuck on the sound of death.
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