THE QUESTION

What is reality?

Do we see what is

actually around us?

Or is there a another reality?

A reality that we can’t see;

that we aren’t ready to see yet.

Will it ever come into focus?

Into a clarity that will reveal all.

The reason for our existence.

The reason for the world

as we know it.

Look closer.

Peer through the murkiness.

Find your own reality.

A BEAUTY FROM WITHIN

Nature has its beauty.

Rolling mountains.

Deep planes.

Blue skies.

Fields of flowers.

But there’s a deeper beauty.

A beauty that lies within.

Within the creations of nature.

A light.

A soul.

A purpose.

TRIUMPH OF NATURE

What gifts do you have for us,

Oh beautiful sky?

Some warm sunshine.

A soft breeze or two.

Maybe a light misting.

Your gaze is triumphant.

Reflecting on the soothing waves.

I could feel your warmth.

See your beauty.

Hear your tentative rumbling.

Taste the salty air with my tongue.

My senses are engaged.

You delight and tantalize them.

Thank you.

PICTURE PERFECT

Perfect lines cast in the sand.

Had they been made by man?

Or could the waves had made them

when they lapped upon the shore?

Bringing moisture to the hot sand.

Leaving behind their own

distinctive footsteps.

Footsteps that cannot be duplicated.

Temporary footsteps until the next day

when they appear again.

Like magic?

No, like nature.

 

PERSEVERANCE

Perseverance

We trudge along in our hard lives.

Suffer through illnesses and deaths.

But we still carry on.

Why?

Why does this flower continue

to hold its head up high?

Hope.

It hopes for warmer days ahead.

We hope for better times.

Hope keeps us alive and warm.

We must never give up on hope.

NATURE’S WILL BE DONE

We fight nature’s will.

Ride its mighty waves.

Dig up its natural resources.

Cut down its plentiful trees.

Pollute its clear waters.

But will we ever have total control?

Make it bow to our will.

Never.

Nature can never be tamed

or controlled.

It will remain strong,

long after we’re gone.

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.

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.

NATURE’S BOUNTY

NATURE’S BOUNTY

sagansense:  itscolossal:  The Cloud: An Interactive Thunderstorm in Your House   We might try to re-create nature, but we’ll never be successful. We might be able to create a symbol of nature and hang it from our ceiling, but it will never replicate the grandeur and beauty of nature.

sagansense:  itscolossal:  The Cloud: An Interactive Thunderstorm in Your House   We might try to re-create nature, but we’ll never be successful. We might be able to create a symbol of nature and hang it from our ceiling, but it will never replicate the grandeur and beauty of nature.
sagansense:  itscolossal:  The Cloud: An Interactive Thunderstorm in Your House   We might try to re-create nature, but we’ll never be successful. We might be able to create a symbol of nature and hang it from our ceiling, but it will never replicate the grandeur and beauty of nature.
sagansense:  itscolossal:  The Cloud: An Interactive Thunderstorm in Your House   We might try to re-create nature, but we’ll never be successful. We might be able to create a symbol of nature and hang it from our ceiling, but it will never replicate the grandeur and beauty of nature.
sagansense:

itscolossal:

The Cloud: An Interactive Thunderstorm in Your House

We might try to re-create nature,
but we’ll never be successful.
We might be able to create
a symbol of nature and hang
it from our ceiling, but it will
never replicate the
grandeur and beauty of nature.