CASTLES

 

CASTLE IN THE SKY

The castle in the sky,
Oh my, oh my, oh my.
I so want to be there
and let down my long hair.
Water flowing by my feet,
such a miraculous feat.
A violin waiting at my feet, 
but I only want to go to sleep.
I must go on for now.
I just do not know how.
The waves look too strong,
But I could be wrong.
The water is parting for me.
I will walk through the raging sea.
The castle in the sky.
Oh, my, oh my.

ONE WITH HUMANITY

 
Compassion can be felt.
Nature responds to it.
Animals sense it.
It draws people to you,
like a moth to a flame.
It’s responsible for miracles.
It shows mercy without bias.
It should be shared with all.
No matter the color, species,
or race.
For we are one.
One with nature.
One with the universe.
One with humanity.

A MIRACLE

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



Try as we might,
we could never copy nature.
It could never be replicated
in its ultimate grandeur.
Its power and majesty never duplicated.
Flashes of light and mere rumbles
do not make a miracle.
Nature is not the sum of its parts,
but a heavenly presence in our lives.


COLORS OF LOVE

COLORS OF LOVE

Green, blue, and pink.
Red for the sparkling eyes.
A little orange at its toes.
A blue belly for laughs.
A green body for hiding.
Colors of the rainbow.
Colors of love.
Colors of life.

MERRY-GO-ROUND

merry go round

Who doesn’t like a ride?

A fast ride.

A ride that never stops.

Round and round we go.

On and on.

Day in and day out.

Each day is a miracle.

A new day to ride the merry-go-round.

Each day is a surprise.

Will the ride go on today,

or will it stop?

Stop for new riders,

or stop forever?

Each day is a new surprise.

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.