Out the window silently
He looks beyond and sees the trees,
Clothed in branches blossoming
Below the clouds within the breeze.
He wonders at the cheerful dance
As squirrels and blue jays dart and prance.
A segue way for the symphony
While creatures sing majestically.
Quietly he steps outside
Watching the scene he starts to smile.
Nature's beauty fills him with awe
And he, in turn, thanks God above.
By Glen Alan Woods
June 2006
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