Sunday, March 18, 2007
2:59 AM
Nature" is what we see—
The Hill—the Afternoon—
Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—
Nay—Nature is Heaven—
Nature is what we hear—
The Bobolink—the Sea—
Thunder—the Cricket—
Nay—Nature is Harmony—
Nature is what we know—
Yet have no art to say—
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity.
-Emily Dickinson
A relaxing breeze sweeps
Across the calm flat surface
of the sea
eternity passes, clouds part
the sun shines down, heavens rays
onto the sea
Rhythmic pattern of tides
a vast expance of blue water, remember
the sea.
