Beautiful The Country
As morning yawns its wakening
by Doris D Carr
Down a sandy lane,
Velvet humming lifts billows of
White clouds high above
A brimming beautiful of harvest.
Darkness spreads in silence-
Silver streaks the solemn sky,
Untamed by convention,
Nature beats its thunderous heart!
Rains natural intimacy cools
The earths sun-soaked goodness;
Harmony sighs thankfulness,
Eyes of deep awareness penetrate
An uncluttered life of reality,
Leaving the spirit free.