Natures' Song

byLyn Carr

In the brightly lit forest that lies below

the redwoods and floral bouquets grow.

Wandering through its moss covered floor

with mists on its leaves from the rains

before; waters are streaming from its

running spring. Off in the distance the

sparrows sing. Sunlight beams dance upon

the trees. A soft wind whispers a caressing

breeze. The pale blue sky paints the

landscape; hovering with its cloud-covered

cape. At dusk the shadows sprint about...

dancing with the moonbeams no doubt. Night

closes in while creatures rest except for

the owl, perching his nest. An awesome

tapestry all its own; the forest itself

will not stand alone. Its fertile spirit

breathes life everlong, with the rustling

sounds of natures' song.

Copyright Ó 2005 Wanda Lyn Carr