3 Word Wednesday(Give, Obvious, Thanks)
Most beautiful is nature’s picture
Its depth is not so obvious
Birds chirping early morning
Sunrise on calm waters
Blossoming flowers
Cool drops of dew
Working ants
Such joy
Calms our mind
Eases sorrows
Like patter of rain
In its own silent way
Endears itself to our hearts
Thanks is too small a word to say
Blessed are we to be in its presence

Form of Poetry: Mirrored Nonet

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

32 thoughts on “Nature”

  1. wow….really a very beautiful poem, new style and the subject is about nature? Oh, I always love nature in any form!how do you call this poem? it looks like an hourglass poem. i have to ask my son the name of this shape! ha ha ha, poor memory of a granny!good morning son! how's your farm?

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