A Poem a Day (258): Nature's glow

 

Nature’s glow

 

I can touch wood

or sand or stone,

tell the clouds to fall

in a sweep of rain

and caress this languid soil

in a delicate spiral.

 

We watch the land grow.

It will teach us

to be at peace with it,

know the things we sow

and bring forth flowers

no one can eat.

 

We watch the sparrows feed

Betwixt the tallest trees

Within our garden gate,

But we cannot fly.

The earth pulls us back

to contemplate it all.

 

Copyright Vickie Johnstone, September 16, 2020