Exploring The Wonders

The Sequoia

In deep green splendor you stand defiant Among all others you are the giant Scarred and burned and torn asunder By wind and lightening, storm and thunder Your bark is burned, but you survived the fire You refused to perish upon the pyre Furred and feathered they came to rest And to some you opened your arms to nest They came clad in homespun and out of place but you sheltered travelers venturing to your space Mother Earth assigned to you the age long task of protecting those whom on your branches bask Men with buck saws came and eyed you But they felt small as they stood beside you Many a home could have been rough hewn Had they cut you down, your branches strewn But in awe and reverence men will stand as they gaze up at you so tall and grand At your feet they made their beds The lovers came to rest their heads Down at them you would gaze You thought of them during lonely days You've watched the ages come and go and gained the knowledge only you can know If you knew the foolishness man had wrought Would you share the wisdom that age has brought? Some things we may never know but seeing you steadfast makes our conscience grow.

An Alpine Meadow

Colors riot in fields of glorious wonder Gentle breezes caress petals, bearing their scented gifts upon the wind Tall aspens shade tender seedlings in their quest to reach skyward Granite boulders strewn as if placed by a playful hand to decorate this place of peace. Steady buzzing is heard as bees flit to perform their rituals of gathering. The air is crisp, clean and cool as it soothes our brows Wanting to run and leap joyously through the meadow We refrain from the impulse to preserve the purity of this untouched treasure.

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