Fresh Focus

The water trips over the rocks, the pebbles and the stones.
All of them different; none of them clones. The rays of the sun filter through the trees this lazy afternoon. My attentions are drawn to the buzzing busyness of the bees.

Bears in the stream..... playfully, their paws they dip.
Fun and fascinating to watch; wisdom should prevail.
Keeping your distance...that is my earnestly offered tip.

Nourishment for waiting babies, carefully carried by winged mothers headed for nests, purposefully positioned in the high branches of the trees. While little ones feed, the feathered choir sings a song that blends in perfectly with the orchestra of the wood.

Water trickling, tripping, gurgling, and bubbling;
 joining the wind flowing through the leaves of the trees; 
sounding like an open air symphony.

In the bushes are creatures wishing to remain unseen, 
anonymously making their way, rustling as they go, 
the scaly, the furry, the slithery. What or how many, 
I could not exactly say. I just know they surround me night and day. 

Berries, ripe and sweet, burst in my mouth and slide down my throat. They are superb, they have my vote.

The sun shines, the stars twinkle, the clouds roll by in 
darkness and in light. It's incredible, it's a breathtaking sight. 

What a world we live in; so many wonders, 
such brilliance to see. The details, depth, and variety, 
how can it be. Personally created, formed and planted. 
It's all there for you and for me. 

With admiration, notice..............
With gratitude, take in your surroundings,
With open eyes and fresh focus.

From the swiftly traveling hummingbird, to the speedy
lizard, sunning on the wall. From the classic rose to the 
blossoming lotus. The gift to engage all your senses, 
that of sight, taste, touch and smell; don't forget the amazing
gift of hearing as well. They all come from the giver of 
all things great and small.

He made it for you and for me. The effort it required.....
He didn't mind doing it....not even a little bit.....not
even at all.