On dewy grass this morning passed
Two friends without a care.
Together moored by silver cord
Happy union betwixt this pair.
Under foot they crush the meadow lush
As nightly beasts did so afore
Nature’s hues – greens, browns and blues –
In light invites mortals’ awe.
The poppy heads so proud and red
Stand like giants ten feet tall
Passed between the trees upon the breeze
They hark at blackbirds’ morning call.
Down by the river the bushes a-quiver
Out shot a tawny hare –
The river flushed in mimicked rush
And washed the moss rocks bare.
O’ Sweet Gaia earth, this early mirth
Shows although man tries in vain
To steal her wealth with open stealth
Her beauty shines through the pain
(c) Caroline E. Ruiz 2012