Of Nature

I feel it filling me with each breath,

an energy crafted from life and beauty.

I am the wind that sweeps from the mountain,

onto the valley floor.

The traunquil azure sea,

before the storm.

I am the hurricane that beats upon the shore,

A force of iron born of nature.

With each passing moment,

It drives within me.

flowing from the fiber of my being,

energizing my soul.

I am the cold hard earth,

A mountain built of strength.

The flower that thrives through the winter,

ablaze of color blooming clear.

Life coursing,

feeding....