Friday, June 6, 2014

NATURE'S WAY (a poem)

NATURE’S WAY
by
Patricia Crandall

Waterfalls cascading
over sharp, jutting rocks.
Angry rivers rising
in a storm.
Oceans
swelling…swirling
in perpetual motion.
Petals
unfolding in a summer breeze.
Bees
droning by angry swarms.
Trees
bearing pale – pink blossoms
and ripening fruit.
Creatures
burrowing tawny noses into earth.

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