In utter amazement there I stood,
just watching a small plant grow,
yes, I too, wondered why I would,
there I was caught in nature’s flow.
So little of the world we really know,
a plant bending ever slow to the light,
caught up in society’s busy stir we go,
too often missing the wondrous sights.
Living creatures large and even small,
breathing, growing, just for us to see,
from a blade of grass to trees ever tall,
being just what they are intended to be.
Sadly, with our eyes open, we’re so blind,
we’re all possessed by the power and greed,
too often worried about what’s yours or mine,
never experiencing the beauty of a single weed.
So many precious gifts nature has bestowed,
filling all the spaces of earth where we live,
each just waiting for us to discover and behold,
and all we have to do, is find a little time to give.
Some beaufiful strophes incorporated into a song of awareness, Samuel. Enjoyed the lilt, the word-use, the line/verse tension, as in:
a plant bending ever slow to the light,
just watching a small plant grow,
breathing, growing, just for us to see,
we’re all possessed by the power and greed,
filling all the spaces of earth where we live,
It's a puzzle, written other-acrostically, with concepts, not positions of 'words', per se.
Sam, this so reminded me of myself years ago, I had my first small flower garden and each morning as soon as my eyes were open, I'd run outside to see if I could see the tiny seeds sprouting & popping through the earth...oh, I loved it! Your words are spoken in such a wonderment of life in general...I still get such a marvelous high out of nature. This is a wonderful write.
You are so right, Samuel-! For every cruel act, Nature gives us more gifts than we know what to do with. It is as if an unimaginably big pinata hangs right over our heads. Only takes a look to send another wonder our way. Surprise after surprise! To really look is to expand our universe untold times. Thank you for this excellent
reminder!! Hugs, 'Pea'
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a plant bending ever slow to the light,
just watching a small plant grow,
breathing, growing, just for us to see,
we’re all possessed by the power and greed,
filling all the spaces of earth where we live,
It's a puzzle, written other-acrostically, with concepts, not positions of 'words', per se.
Wonderful work!
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Thank you Samuel...
John
reminder!! Hugs, 'Pea'