In Nature’s Embrace Love Finds Grace

In whispers of the emerald’s hue,
Midst lanes where shadows sway,
In gardens kept, where order’s true,
Love’s essence finds its way.

In secret tales, the moonbeams woo

Yearning for the distant view,
Soft skies in gentle haze,
Streams entwine in earthy brew,
Mist veils the morning’s blaze.

Yet in my grasp, this scene so fine,
Finds no echo within me,
My love roams where horizons shine,
In realms wild and free.

Amongst mountains high and rivers wide

A land embraced by sun’s bold heat,
Plains stretching, vast and grand,
Mountains rough, where edges meet,
In droughts and floods, we stand.

In nature’s embrace, love finds its grace

Her mood, a tempest’s wild dance,
Horizons wide, untamed,
Her sea, a gem, in radiant trance,
Beauty and fear, untamed.

A forest stands, in ghostly light,
Moon’s cloak upon its brow,
Mountains, misted, in silent flight,
Noon’s gold on mountain’s brow.

In nature’s embrace, love finds its grace

A snarl of green, in tangled plight,
Where vines and brush entwine,
Orchids bloom in nature’s sight,
Ferns in the earth recline.

O heart, within this land we adore,
Beneath skies vast and blue,
Sorrow’s grip, we can’t ignore,
In our hearts, the truth we rue.

As clouds approach, in somber night,
A blessing in disguise,
The drumming rain, in its might,
Blessed tears from the skies.

In nature’s embrace, love finds its grace.

:: 05.04.2024 ::