can you hear what your eyes see?
a patchwork quilt of Fields
needlepoint trees and fences
lay before you as a gift
are you attuned
to the taste and aroma
of cut grass and meadow herbs
touch,
your nose filled
with sun kissed freckles
natures love unfurled
a swaddling blanket
of the purest love
to hold you tight
sent from on high,above
hues we have no name for
colour our life
from forest green
to ochre coast
deep white topped blues
and back once more
to golden shores
the babbling brook chuckles
bashful for its beauty
polished stone glisten
alive to natures aura
the dragons fly
and water nymph
dance to tunes of pan
and peace befalls
this majesty
our home
this earth
our land
