Nature Poems (1,977)

A Promise


All that is true is found in nature
hence,
we learn from observation,
contemplation, and trust.

Behold the sapling,
once rich in color,
vibrant,
now grayed and dying.

Yet we know upon the seasons morrow,
brilliance again reborn,
the sapling, now stable oak,
strength against the storms ahead.

And the storms themselves,
initiating fear into one's soul,
charged with the very essence,
of the creation of life.

And dawn does rise
offering the lingering scent,
reminders of a storm
quietly fading from memory.

Dare you doubt
that when time has
swept the seasons course
that spring birds will sing in garden anew?

We are but nature's gift,
and if not my bed you warm this night,
hold tears for sorrows that are true,
for it is but a season that again I will return to you

~SAS

Out of the darkness does bring
Those hazy midsummer dreams
Where the river turns land into mud
Hearing our names in an echo
Dreaming under your purple moon

Without no fires or stars ablaze
Dimly lighting the mountain stones
Slowly crescent around a misty pond
The stilling silence that you bring
Dreaming under your purple moon

Letting go all my heavy weight
Flying like a lightening bug
Dancing in your light forevermore
Smiling at all the tranquility
Dreaming under your purple moon

I salute you as I walk by
Silent and still against the sky
Day after day all through the year
Standing tall and without fear

Through the hot sun of day
Standing in your dress green or gray
And the cool dew of night
Greatly admiring your height

Through winter and frosty times
And the crisp cold sunshine
Glittery swirling snow all around
Or the dead stillness not making a sound

Very impressive I must say
Looking at you as I walk by each day
Handsome - silent - appealing to see
Only swaying slightly in a breeze

I'll always see you as I walk by
As you stand highlighted against the sky
Guarding over the park each day
Watching everyone walk and play

blades of green
rise from the brown
spreading all around
soon to be
sprinkled with yellow
all aglow
in the sunshine

wings of gossamer
flit as they hover
in the air
before landing
amid the splendour
of the brightly hued décor
painted below

spiral tubes uncoil
gently injecting
delicate centres
feasting on one's nectar
then moving on
to another
repeating the action

buzzing sounds
fill the air
striped bodies appear
treading gently on petals
sipping nectar
to convert to honey
later fed to many

blades of green
swaying gently
caressed by
a soothing breeze
invoking a refreshing
and peaceful
feeling of ease

Shimmering over the still frozen lake
Through open branches in the trees
To the delight o' all the little violets
Bending gleefully in the breeze
Swinging your heads with such ease
Dancing 'cross the forest floor
Of all the flowers found ‘tween the trees
Touches me by long slender stems more
For I have fallen down for all to see
How helpless does my heart bleed
Do whatever that you please
Swinging your heads with such ease
Dancing little violets on the breeze

love has no color
when God created man He never said this is the color
when God sent His son He did not choose color
when God sends rains He does not choose any color
His love is divine and He does not choose any color
Why do you and I use color even when loving
God shows us that love has no color

Light is air your breathe
In the smoky morning mist
Your song floats like a feather
A voice hollow as your bones
Singing into the wind
Towards the clouds
You fledge your wings
You flicker in the sun
Playing tricks on the shadows
Interwoven on the ground
You... my trusted companion
My sparrow in the woods

The sky is so very blue
Leaves on the trees are so very green
Then the sun comes shinning through
And a day in May unfolds this scene

I like to watch the movie of May
It wasn't made in Hollywood
But still amazes me
For it's so good so very good

The birds fly as though it's the first time they have ever flown
There's a peaceful feeling as you walk along
On the porch I enjoy the mild mannered breeze
Month of may stay forever if you please

There's a stream that sparkles like gold in the sun
And now is the time to have some fun
And there's so much more I could say
About the movie of May

Mikä on mäen ja dale maan?
Se on niin kaunis,
Maa lakkaa kesäpäivinä,
Maa, jossa pohjoiset valot häipyvät,
Joka kauneus kaikkina vuodenaikoina,
Mikä maa on niin reilu?
Siellä on paljon tuhansia järviä
Hämmästyttäviä tähtiä yöllä
Siellä on paljon kanteleita
Ja kaikki ympärillä tekevät rinteistä laulaa
Ja kultaisen heath firs rengas:
Se on suomalainen maa.

Sinun taivas ei koskaan tule
Poistu muistiosta
Älä koskaan kirkkaan auringon tulta
Ei myöskään sinun kuusikulmassasi
Ei ole vieläkään puuvillasi, kun se ratsastaa
Pilvistä pilvistä.

Ja vielä nämä laaksot ovat kestäneet
Seasons, jolloin elämä oli kovaa,
Yöllä äkillistä pakkasta
Maissamme kylvettiin maissamme menetetty;
Mutta tuli toivoa kynnyksellä
Ja työ pyyhkäisi pakkaselta.

Ja näissä laaksoissa taas
Jotkut kauhut ovat olleet,
Teurastuksen aikana kuolema sai sodan
Ja maa nielaisi ihmisen ylhäältä;
Mutta monien sankareiden upea nimi
Lisätty Suomen maineeseen.

Ja nyt makea rakastettu maa
Onko meidän aikakautemme loppu:
On meidän kenttä, joka aaltoilee vapaasti,
Meidän niitty sen vehreys
Ja siellä meidän metsämme,
Kaikki omat meremme!

Lehtimetsä soi selkeästi
Mikä on onnellisuutta kuulla,
Kuten aamun ensimmäisessä valossa
Kautta se herää paimentolaisen sarvi,
Tai valloon, kun hämärä on pitkä
Tyttö laulaa laulunsa!

Nukahtaa syleilysi,
Unelma maisemista, mitä ihmeellisyyttä,
Oi meidän kehto, sinä hautamme,
Sinä uusi toivo, jota me ikinä kaipaamme,
Niemimaa niin kaunis,
Suomi aye meidän kaikkien!

Special time when sun must fade
To praise nature, nights beauty made
Light dims, sun loses strength-heat
Dreams waiting, soon earth will sleep

Peace overcomes, buzz was day
Muted colours subdued, not gay
Sky merges-dark broken by stars
Moon a lantern, guiding you far

Across land, farmland to sea
Lapping waves, shoreline acts free
Breeze stirs wind chases clouds
Silent beauty, understated not loud.