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The Natural World: A Poem

Alex has his A.A.T. with a major in Spanish, and he is working towards his B.S. with majors in art education and fine arts.

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The Natural World

The trees have a language all their own.
When the wind blows, their speech becomes audible.
The rocks remind the traveler to stay alert.
They dot the landscape like fallen seeds.
And, the cliffs inspire the artist to silence.
Cliffs are alive in the dreams of the child.
The sand of any beech is a painting of the heart.
It shares the treasures of some great waters.
The grass enjoys kissing the soles of our feet.
She is a tender lover, protecting us with tenderness.
The soil is the grass's great friend.
Together they create happiness in the onlooker.
Flowers call the young child to attention.
They are sculptures, painted by the gods.
The rivers and streams sing a variety of pleasant songs.
Sometimes, they even whisper to the attentive individual.
Clay collects the memories of passers-by.
He is a living photo album, a creator in and of himself.
Leaves are the messengers of the angelic forests.
They come to us with beautiful-smelling news.
The birds draw a picture with their voices.
They are not ashamed of their presence.
Do not be like filled with the hate of a machine,
but like the woods; be filled with love, joy, and peace.

© 2021 Alexander James Guckenberger

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