The Beauty of Nature

The falls cascading pound the rocks below The water sparkles when the sun does rise Beneath the moon, the water seems to glow The mist from falls flies far into the skies The grass grows green in fields where flowers bloom Where horses graze in meadows near a stream Beneath the grass the rabbit digs his room In skies up high, the eagle’s talons gleam The glowing eyes of wolves in darkness shine By night the owl does hunt with silent grace A nest of twigs the squirrels do build in pine A buck with antlers large a doe will chase No price this peaceful beauty brings does cost Allure of nature never gone or lost