Mother nature could never explain
Her beauty in words,
That is portrayed in the song of the birds
The fragrance of flowers
To soothe many hearts
The variation of blossoms
That the eye quickly charts,
The fresh breath of a Spring morning
After a shower, that mingles
With sunshine to enhance nature`s power,
Cascading of water tumbling over a hill
After a crystal clear pool has completed its fill.

The rushing of a chilled tide
Over a wide lonely shore,
The blanket of green that spreads over a moor,
A pastel blue sky with a smudging of clouds
That adorn snow capped mountains
To form peep through shrouds.
The twinkling of stars on a clear Summer night
While a moonbeam continues reflecting its light,
Red breast of a robin, soft wings of a dove
A beautiful couple embraced in their love.

Palm trees that shade glistening white sand
The echo of voices that travel the land,
A wandering breeze to perpetuate nature`s glory
Spreading seeds of hope to continue her story,
All in a world full of promise, a wonderful place
If only wars and destruction it did not have to face.