Not Another Nature Poem
- Kelly Michelle Thomas
- 2 days ago
- 3 min read
I love nature
I love the way it feels when the wind blows by
and gives you a hug
I love when the trees rustle with whispers
mimicking words of wisdom
told by grandmothers
I love watching the sunset
on those warm summer nights
Watching the canary yellows
turn into a blood orange sky
to then a plum purple
transcending into a navy blue endless line
It travels for miles and miles and miles
I love looking up
into the dark canvas of mystery and abyss
painted with twinkling trinkets
of perfectly placed constellations
They’re flickering one at a time
one at a time
While the cratered moon radiates the world
casting a lunar glow becoming a haloed dream
as the night dwellers fill the air
with an orchestrated melody
I’m always fascinated each time
like it’s the first time
and each time, the words, “This is beautiful.”
involuntarily escape through my lips
like a prayer to the most high in worship
I love the ocean
I love how the waves crash onto the beach
watching it run up until you feel it
scurrying past your feet
both coming together
in a beautiful harmony
Until the tide drags back
slowly taking the sand
like two parting lovers who refuse
to let go of each other’s hand
and the cascading scent of salt and sea
caress you like a long fond memory
Before you know it
you’ve fallen in love
Watching each breath of a wave
collide with the setting horizon sun
I’m always fascinated each time
like it’s the first time
and each time, the words, “This is beautiful.”
involuntarily escape through my lips
like a prayer to the most high in worship
I love nature
From the mountains of land
to the trenches of the ocean’s floor
with all creations in between
I fall in love more and more
From the gentle note of a bird’s song
to the thunderous roar of a brewing storm
From the gentle fall of a summer’s rain
to the brutal strength of a hasty hurricane
I fall in love more and more
even with the parts that I hate
From the bustling winds of a tempered tornado
to the fiery passion of an erupting volcano
From the secondhand grief of predator vs. prey
to the outbursting cry we call an earthquake
Nature can be cruel
but she also can be gentle
and sometimes she’ll remind us we’re no different
in the sense that we are both fragile
We both experience emotions
that are sometimes too great for us to handle
When my husband told me
out of the blue,
“I love how you are one with nature
and nature is one with you.”
he caused a bright red rose bush
in my heart to bloom
Because to him, I’m a haloed dream
where my smile radiates his world
with a lunar glow and my voice
is an orchestrated melody
To him, my eyes are twinkling trinkets
and my body is a canvas where every beauty mark
is a perfectly placed constellation
He’ll count them one at a time
one at a time
My soul is an ocean where every breath I take
becomes a rippling wave every time
we embrace crashing into his being
both coming together
in a beautiful harmony
Before he knew it
he fell in love
so naturally he looks at me
like I’m the setting horizon sun
and the cascading scent of my essence and being
is stuck with him like a long fond memory
He falls in love more and more
From my gentle loving decorum
to my tempered outbursts raging storms
and every layer in between
he loves the nature of my being
He’s always fascinated each time
like it’s the first time
so each time, the words, “You’re so beautiful.”
involuntarily escape through his lips
I will never question why in his worship
© Kelly Michelle Thomas. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form by any means without the written permission of the author.
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