Open Our Eyes
By Ivy H
The frothy water plunging down,
The pitter-patter of the droplets,
Like the birds crying for hope.
Calling for our compassionate fire
Always there, always here, soon to be gone.
Admire
Gazing into the imperfect sight,
The magic of Mother Nature, sitting in her handiwork
Embracing nature's grace, leaving a trail of green behind.
Passes right through our eyes.
Creation
The thought of her design,
Running down the rugged stone,
The vision of water flowing freely.
Endless beauty, infinite wisdom.
Imagine