Nature's Chalice

 


Once again, morning is made over.


Again and again it comes.


Its repetitive nature,


most predictable, and true,


but if you take the time to meet each day,


you’ll find each day new.


Graceful secretes unfolding


accompanied by the, Red Robin’s waltz.


Translucent, skies unfolding,


nature’s, perfect milieu.


I never grow weary of its beauty


or sense Déjà vu


and I drink, from nature’s chalice,


for simplicity, is what keeps life new.

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