Nature
Nature is a momentous sight, That gives us peace and pure delight, In boughs of green and scents of wood, Each detail a reflection of the good.
To watch the sun kiss the horizon low, To hear the birds in choir flow, What treasures linger in earth’s embrace, In quietude, we find our grace.
O Nature! You speak, a sacred ruse, In whispers soft, we choose our muse.
- Henry David Thoreau