I wish I were a poet
or at least had a poet's
way with words.
There is so much in this image
that I can't describe,
and my camera can't capture.
Subtle hues and colors
beyond the reach of
lens and shutter.
Mother Nature
is an old master.
She is poetry in motion
without writing a word.
Her colour palette is amazing and her galleries superb.
ReplyDeleteJust a tiny area of Earth and it is like it's own universe, so much going on.
ReplyDeleteYou are so right, Rick. Nature is really poetry brought to life and colored by a Master's hand. Happy Saturday. Hugs- Diana
ReplyDeleteNature is amazing and it is hard to capture her beauty. I'm thinking you're a poet and don't know it.
ReplyDeleteNature is so lovely most of the time
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