The crimson skyline in the Southwest Rises above the tree lined dunes and over The gray waters of the inland sea There is blue and white clouds joining One thinks of the majesty of nature Gold is the present theme as the Tamaracks Are in their transformation from light green To green, then yellow green, yellow, dark yellow And then the gold just before the brown and Then winter branches as the needles fall to the ground We love nature and the way it keeps us humble Early morning light flickering through the trees Lifts our spirits and keeps us feeling grateful There will be some cold windy, sleet filled Bone chilling days that some will call ugly, but The wise old man will say that it is not ugly But beautiful, just a different kind of beauty It is wise to remember this: Everything is not Always handed to us on a plate. Sometimes we Have to look for it and the beauty in nature is One of those things. A splash of yellow leaves On a dark curvy road is a gift. Stay aware and Remember the roses and the bursting vegetable Gardens as we listen to the wind and the waves Which pound the beach in various rhythms Whitecaps, lightning and rolling thunder should Be as important to us as the gold we see just Before the leaves unfold in the spring Gifts, gifts! Some obvious and others we must Look for, but all make up the joy of nature Stanski November 6, 2021 ^
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Steve Haarman 