Mother Nature
By Joann Ryan-Stanley
Mother Nature Sings To Her Forests
Who Turn Their Inner Ears Her Way
Her Song Gives Rhythm To The Wind
And With Her Inner Cadence
She Rejoices It’s Fall It’s Fall
Her Tree’s Sway And Dance In The Wind
Their Crisp Leaves Applause With Radiant Sound
And Their Sparkling Colors Spill To The Ground
The Light That Filters Through Their Hardened Skin
Lends Beautiful Colors To All Her Earthly Spaces
And Her Forests Sacred Places
Awakening All To Her Song It’s Fall! It’s Fall!
Copyright Joann Ryan-Stanley 2021
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