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Eyes And Ears Witness The Seasons Of Earth
as grasses crackled underfoot while
the suns glorious pink sprinkle with orange
heralds its return tomorrow morn’
the red gums remained stilled
while never a care held their branches
the evening air carried upon it
the chorus of numerous bird songs
and the reminder of rain to come
nature knows the signs to give
the ones she shares ahead of time
a frequent reminder of days gone past
green was known but never did last
as summers’ heat conveys time for seed
still as life appears to be dying
horizons of pink spheres speak otherwise
of fresh raindrops falling
with skies of dark ominous clouds
earth drinks her fill and returns to us
the beauty of greens we knew
washing away deaths outer shell
release to the captives the crows do call
knowing the seasons is their affair
while willy wag tails frolic with glee
kookaburras call the days post
as the moon in all her loveliness
caresses the vanishing blue firmament
venus crosses the threshold once again
only to say t’ra so soon
nature speaks to us of death and dying
of new life and of living
brought back in time for all of us
eyes and ears witness the seasons of earth
Let me know your experiences that you have seen while out and about.
Do you enjoying a stroll after a long hot summers day.
I notice these things around me as I walk though the parklands.
Appreciating the break away from four walls and city living has much to speak about.
Each season has its place here on earth and can get us to thinking.
“Just what is it that I feel while surrounded by nature and the quiet of the evening “?
Share your experience here and allow others to be blessed by all you saw and heard.