NATURE'S ROMANCE
I found romance everywhere:
In the land where I live,
On the wayside that I tread,
From the view where I stand.
I see romance in lovers;
dwelling on mountain cabins,
in cottages by the hills,
in chalets on the plains,
on tree houses in the forests,
in dingy huts by the swamps
and cool springs.
Romance is felt in the air,
Fanned by the breeze
Blown by the echoing winds.
Spilt by lightning and thunder
It's there...
Flirting with clouds and rain.
Romance happens on the shore to the sea;
To the foaming ocean that spews its surge through rocky blowholes.
High waves breaking the walls
Of the cliffs and boulders along the harbourside.
Romance has wings
It flies in the sky,
where birds set a domain.
Even on cloudless nights.
It aligns with the universe;
Swirling in the orbit at range.
I hear its sounds in the river
flowing down a winding trail.
I feel its ebb in lakes and creeks
streaming silently
To the path of its own destiny.
Romance has voices; heard
in descending cascades from the waterfalls,
Strong and powerful roars,
as they drop into the blue basin deep.
Quietly the water flows along
the rocky shallow waterways;
Beside the grassy, bumpy tracks and trails.
The spring water is silent in a forgotten habitat,
Cool and refreshing to a thirsty passersby;
It behooves a lagoon hidden from strangers
Prying its tranquility with intense scrutiny.
Romance rests there.
The mountains have doors to its majestic place;
Caves of wonders, deities to men.
Sculpted by nature, awesome treasures lay;
Unearthed by ancients too sacred to bare.
Romance is there.
Creeping tunes of creatures in colourful skins;
In countless species, no man can tell.
By hooves and wings, by antlers and horns;
By feathers in flock and furs in herd.
Theirs is a symphony of romance.
By strength and repugnant habits;
By beauty and grace;
By their songs of praise;
By the story of their existence;
A creation harmonised by romance.
©Leah C. Dancel
Copyright@2018
All rights reserved
October 24, 2018
Australia
(Edited version October 10, 2021)
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Japanese Garden
Cowra NSW
Koi Pond
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NATURE'S WONDER
I found romance everywhere:
In the land where I live,
On the path that I tread
And the view where I stand.
In the mountains, hills and plains;
In the forests, swamps and dams;
On the trees, shrubs and ground-covers.
It is seen in the plants and cheery flowers.
I feel it in the breeze of the air and echoing winds;
Even in lightning and thunder
It is there, flirting with the rain and storm.
I watch it from the shore to the sea;
To the foaming ocean that breaks the walls
Of the cliffs and boulders of the ravines.
In the sky where birds fly
In the clouds that roll by
Even on cloudless day.
I hear its sound in the river, flowing
Steadily down the path of its own destiny.
In the mountain lakes and creeks
streaming down a winding trail.
In descending cascades of the waterfalls,
Strong and powerful like thunder that roars
As they drop into the blue basin deep.
The waters flow along
the rocky shallow waterways
Beside the grassy, bumpy tracks and trails.
The spring water is silent in a forgotten habitat,
Cool and refreshing to a thirsty passerby;
It behooves a lagoon hidden from strangers
Prying its tranquility with intense scrutiny.
The mountains have doors to its majestic place,
Caves of wonders, deities to men.
Sculpted by nature, awesome treasures lay;
Unearthed by ancients and sacred to bare.
Creeping tunes of creatures in colourful hues
In countless species, no man can tell.
By hooves and wings, by antlers and horns;
By feathers in flock and furs in herd;
By strength and repugnant habits;
By beauty and grace;
By their songs of praise;
By the stories of their existence;
They are all created with purpose
That humans will live.
Leah C. Dancel
Copyright@2018
All rights reserved
October 24, 2018
Australia
Photo: Credit to Your Sydney Guide
Comment from NT3
What a wonderful sight to see a lovely bird up a tree.
My eyes behold it but my heart adores it. Sight that i will not forget.
In my dreams it blessed me with Loveleness that cures my Eternal Grief. Thank you for the lovely picture my friend.
I will Treasure it in my Dream.
💐💐💐
Me: That is Cocky as Ozzie named this noisy creatute. A Sulphur-crested Cockatoo. They're everywhere even in the busy hub of the city.
NT3
Yes. In Visaya Ilonggo just PEKOY a talkative bird just like me but adorable than me my Friend. Anyway birds are beautiful creatures and me is just an Ogre in comparrison. No regret.
