A Water Painted Sky
A water painted sky,
tall whispering trees,
crisp mountain air,
the buzz of a bee.
Nature truly inspires me.
In front of a campfire,
alone in the night,
I can see to the edge of the fires glow,
what lies beyond is out of sight.
My imagination turns
wondering whats in the night.
A pale thinned face that hides in the night,
a mythical creature who stays out of sight
And animals big and small,
appear in my head from the dark unknown.
An ocean front
and accompanying breeze.
make me wonder what lies beneath the sea.
A permanent picture engraved in my head,
sends my mind spinning from the beauty I see.
An entire world hidden by water
what lurks below that stays unkown?
could it have answers to questions we yearn to know.
The mental escape
that nature brings
fills ones head with glory and praise.
Beautifuly it stays the same
consistantly perfect
if untamed.
The power to unlock even the worst writers block
or to relax a tense body wound down by a clock
it can send ones mind racing, or put it at ease.
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