Waking Nature Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Cool morning breezes gently shaking all of nature, telling
it to wake up and enjoy the new day.

Birds cavorting gaily on the lawn, finding partners and
falling in love, chirping, singing, bringing beauty to my
sense of hearing.

Rolling hills of grass chasing over the dirt and becoming
stuck delightfully in it, blue skies above, beckoning
everyone to look to God.

In nature, finding beauty so often talked about, tiny
hummingbirds flyfalling through the air.

Alighting a few seconds, here and there, tantalizing
freshness of a brand new day, seeking out, reaching out
to all who are aware of it.