The beauty of nature.
It is a living and breathing
sculpture.
It entices us.
It bemuses us.
It challenges us.
But most of all,
it inspires us.
A LIVING SCULPTURE
awe
THE WATCHFUL EYE
The beauty.
The colors.
The design.
The fine details.
The watchful eye.
No picture can be painted
or statue created
to capture
this perfection,
this awe-inspiring wonder.
Here’s to the creator.
HAIKU OF GOODBYE
HAIKU OF GOODBYE
The galaxy shines.
In awe of the human race.
It makes my heart race.
I cannot see far.
But I know what is right here.
It’s not far from here.
Heaven covers us.
Protects above and below.
To it, I must go.
Goodbye to my friends.
Time has come to abrupt end.
I shine for each friend.
A KEYHOLE
Metamorphosis IV by ThisYearsGirl
A small opening.
A keyhole.
Is all that we need.
To see.
To dream.
To imagine.
To look beyond.
Beyond the everyday.
To the world beyond.
Beyond our imagination.
To the unknown.
To be free.
LIVING
Life is a sculpture.
Life is a living creature.
It entices us.
It bemuses us.
It challenges us.
But most of all.
It inspires us.
Colors Of Life
Nature at its finest.
A WALK DOWN THE ROAD
Let’s take a walk down the road.
A road that is bordered on
both sides by flowers.
A cobblestone road
leading down to the water.
Beautiful houses encircle the
lush mountains around us.
Keep following the steps.
All your dreams will soon come true.
LIFE IN A BALL
Life in a ball.
A tiny capsule of life.
Where we may fall.
And then rise again from strife.
Life can be short.
It can easily stop.
It may be sport
To some of us or not.
Take advantage of it.
Ride the choppy wave.
Live life to the fullest.
And be worthy of a save.
The bouncing ball could be yours.
Take hold of the ride.
It departs on many tours.
Take care not to hide.
RESPECT OUR ELDERS
The wonder.
The awe.
The majesty
of nature.
We are mere specks
on the surface of life.
Mere dots on the
timeline of eternity.
We should know our place.
And respect our elders.
A CONUNDRUM
The chicken or the egg.
Which came first?
What a conundrum.
Who knows?
Or who even cares?
Each one leads to a miracle.
A miracle of nature.
Where did nature come from?
Who knows?
Or who even cares?
It exists.
It’s beautiful.
And we should enjoy it.
SUSANNE LEIST 