World is a Poem Without the Words
World is a poem without the words.
It's rhyme and rhythm and cadence
Music... Sound within the chords
In the orchestra of magnificence.
Earth is a bountiful palette
Colorful rainbows displayed
On the silky shady canvas
Of nature an artist made.
There where light meets darkness
Scarlet, blue, greens and yellows
In the horizon, ocean immense
Or the grassy tranquil meadows.
There the soil is perfumed so fragrant
Ripe the fruit, bloom the flowers.
Crisp fresh creek the scents us grant
Sweet and clean the Heaven's showers.