The Joy of Nature

Natural Bridge, Virginia D.R.DiFrancesco

By: D. R. DiFrancesco

A thick canopy of green,

Funneling rain like aqueducts,

Cooling an all too parched earth.

The smell of pine,

Fragrant and sweet,

Cutting through the warm, moist air.

The gentle cushion of leaves and mulch,

Soft and inviting beneath travel weary feet,

Like heaven to the disheartened soul.

I had almost forgotten,

All this I had taken for granted in my youth,

A simple beauty wasted.

The air is hot and thick,

While rain soaks me to the skin,

My face blissfully pointed to the sky.

A triumphant crack of thunder,

Shatters the delicate tap dance of the rain on leaves,

Electrifying me with joy.

The glory of nature,

Oft overlooked and under-appreciated,

Still magnificent in all it’s splendor.

19 thoughts on “The Joy of Nature

  1. I enjoyed your poem. I agree with your thoughts. Nature and the forest is a very good place to be. I do my best to roam the woods and I try to find some peace. Thank you for the beautiful poem.

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