Nature’s Beauty Unseen
Nature’s Beauty Unseen
Nature’s beauty unseen often is right there in the open
for all to see, yet is overlooked by many.
For, brilliant colors or astonishing scenes are lacking.
My desk faces my patio door. Beyond that door is my
little mountain, which is actually Mother Nature’s little mountain.
I call it mine, for I gaze at it often each day or walk upon it with joy.
Throughout the seasons colors are monotonous when
seen from afar, but one must approach and observe
closely to see hidden beauty and other colors.
Spring is delightful with so many shades of green,
from the most delicate soft greens of new grass or
wildflower seedlings, to the darker shades of desert
sage and scrub brushes.
Summer is beautiful with brilliant yellows and reds.
Purple can be seen in many shades of delight,
On tiny flowers of the sage or some wildflowers.
On nights of a bright moon the desert sage
Picks up a neon-like shade of green
Which radiates throughout the area.
Even the huge boulders have their own
Interesting shade of grey and black, often
With granite crystals sparkling in the sun
Or the deep coal black of Apache Tears
That are imbedded in rock.
In the autumn most of the little wildflowers
are gone and grasses turn to a lovely shade of gold,
when the breeze gentlly blows it is like watching
liquid gold swaying.
Upon my little mountain the grass ocean waves
Are so mesmerizing, beautiful yet so strange.
Tall slender grasses will wave back and forth in shades
Of golden splendor and dance to the winds of change.
Winter often covers all with pristine snows
And it looks like soft tissue with shapes
Of the brushes and boulders hiding beneath
A blanket of pure white, giving a sense of mystery.
All this beauty can be seen when one approaches
Closely and looks around Mother Nature’s beauty unseen.
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© 2016 Phyllis Doyle Burns
I have always liked to write.It is important to me that writing comes from my heart and soul. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions.
I began writing content online in 2007, starting with BellaOnline - A Voice For Women, where I was the Native American Editor, Folklore & Mythology Editor, and the Appalachian Editor. I also wrote articles forThe Examiner, Daily Two Cents, and Yahoo. I am currently an author on HubPages.
Most of what I write takes a lot of research and I love it. Even if it is a fictional story, I will research for accuracy in whatever it takes to make my characters, their era, their location, etc. become realistic to the reader.
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I believe I would not survive in a life that did not have autumns…. nice read Phyllis
Thank you, Kurt. I appreciate that. Autumns are special to many and since you spend much time outdoors in beautiful areas I can imagine how much you love it. Thanks again, Kurt.
So very true Phyllis, the beauty exists also in microcosm, the very detail of life and the colors and rich tones of life miraculous. I love all of nature’s mood, as you well know Phyllis, and try to observe as much as I can as it grounds the soul and keeps love at the pinnacle of thoughts. Lovely work my poet!
Ohhh! My dear poetic friend, how lovely you comment on my poem. Yes, I do know how deeply the connection of soul, love and nature has a place in your heart. You often inspire me to write about that very same connection. Thank you, Tony, so much.
A most wonderful poetic tribute to nature and sll the seasons each with its own beauty.
Thank you, Rasma, for the very nice comment.
How delightful your descriptive words on nature..I especially liked the line”liquid gold swaying”…thank you so much for sharing dear Phyllis..
Thank you kindly, Anjana. Such a lovely comment. I like that line, too. I am watching the golden grasses now it is bright, sunny and a gentle breeze, they are indeed looking like liquid gold swaying. Thanks again, dear Anjana.