Poetry, Prose, & Peonies

The joy of land,

The joy of sea,

Oh how I love,

Being freely me,

Reaching across the sands,

I stretch out my hands,

Grazing the brilliant trees,

Clinging to the breeze,

Across the world I travel,

Experiencing life unravel,

My heart, rich and full,

The breeze my friend,

You perpetually pull,

Further and further I rise to the sky,

Higher and higher and higher and high,

Glimpsing the world from the other side,

The joy of life cannot hide.

Nature blooms,

Oceans surrender,

Mother Nature,

I love you so tender.

My Ode to you is this;

I will love you,

Cherish your cliffs,

I will respect you,

I promise you this,

Your cleansing shores give me life,

Why would I choose to cause you strife?

Without you I’m nothing, not even alive,

With you, I’ll do nothing but thrive.

The joy of life is life itself.

I will not forget you my friend.