One Morning I Had Some Thoughts About Nature

Emilie Aurel, 24605

A dewy summer morning. Entrancing.

Soft sunlight searing through

empty skies full of blue.

Like waking to a dream.

Zephyrs softly rustling leaves

of the endless growing trees that are

falling on the boulevard

in a lonely town beside the sea.

Crashing waves paint the coast

with a soft, slow rhythm.

The tide can tell many secrets

to those inclined to listen.

I look out my window, beholding the rapture

of an ordinary morning; glorified.

Nature sure has a way

of giving her children something to think on.