The green is flourishing
Spreading across the land
Taking with it flowers
All so grand.
Deep down the valley
High above the hills
Into mountains once
Covered white with snow.
Beauty is breathtaking
Making me aware
Take nothing for granted
Nothing comes prepared.
All this happens
In spite of mortal cares
Beauty
This beautiful green
We share.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012