I marvel at the massive, tangerine orb’s persistent rise,

And birds, in feathery flight, winging across cloud-streaked skies,

But I am equally in awe at the wonder of you.

I marvel how nature’s flora tranquilly grows and blooms without sound,

While mountains tower upward to wear an icy, crystal crown,

But I am equally in awe at the wonder of you.

I marvel as brown barked trees stretch to the blue with hands of green,

And cool respite safely dwells in the emerald valley and deep ravine,

But I am equally in awe at the wonder of you.

I marvel how hungry ocean tides rush to taste the sandy shoreline,

And reassuring rainbows arc across the sky in grand design,

But I am equally in awe at the wonder of you.

I marvel how a day ends enrobed in soft folds of purple at twilight,

And silvery moonbeams strain to illuminate the ink of night,

But I am equally in awe at the wonder of you.