a mother’s kiss
the touch of dawn
Gentle green mountains
and voluptuous clouds
replenish my spirit.
In all her dazzling displays and subtle simplicities
nature’s ever evolving beauty nurtures
the ability to be grateful.
Rest here and be still like the water.
Watch the dragonflies dance.
Discover the nurture of a moment of silence.
The fields form a patchwork quilt,
a growing green cover that reaches from the river bank to the mountains.
Tied together with labor and nurture for the purpose of sustenance.