Nature’s Beauty Unseen
Nature’s beauty unseen often is right there in the open
for all to see, yet is overlooked by many.
For, brilliant colors or astonishing scenes are lacking.
My desk faces my patio door. Beyond that door is my
little mountain, which is actually Mother Nature’s little mountain.
I call it mine, for I gaze at it often each day or walk upon it with joy.
Throughout the seasons colors are monotonous when
seen from afar, but one must approach and observe
closely to see hidden beauty and other colors.
Spring is delightful with so many shades of green,
from the most delicate soft greens of new grass or
wildflower seedlings, to the darker shades of desert
sage and scrub brushes.
Summer is beautiful with brilliant yellows and reds.
Purple can be seen in many shades of delight,
On tiny flowers of the sage or some wildflowers.
On nights of a bright moon the desert sage
Picks up a neon-like shade of green
Which radiates throughout the area.
Even the huge boulders have their own
Interesting shade of grey and black, often
With granite crystals sparkling in the sun
Or the deep coal black of Apache Tears
That are imbedded in rock.
In the autumn most of the little wildflowers
are gone and grasses turn to a lovely shade of gold,
when the breeze gentlly blows it is like watching
liquid gold swaying.
Upon my little mountain the grass ocean waves
Are so mesmerizing, beautiful yet so strange.
Tall slender grasses will wave back and forth in shades
Of golden splendor and dance to the winds of change.
Winter often covers all with pristine snows
And it looks like soft tissue with shapes
Of the brushes and boulders hiding beneath
A blanket of pure white, giving a sense of mystery.
All this beauty can be seen when one approaches
Closely and looks around Mother Nature’s beauty unseen.
© 2016 Phyllis Doyle Burns