Nature Walks of Life

A path takes us to new locations,

From the past position,

To a present time,

A memory captured in a lens,

The window of the mind,

Around the corner the future untold,

Until we get there we will not know,

So enjoy the journey on the path,

Capturing memories that will last,

 

Sheep's Tor

A woolly fleece on a windy day,

Protects its owner on a winters day,

High on the moor where the weather is rough,

Where the ground is made of granite rock,

Dartmoor Sheep

The Rocky Path

Some paths we take can be rocky,

We can trip and stumble,

Nobody said it would be easy,

From the lessons learnt,

Your doing great,

Keep moving forward,

For as you cover the ground,

You are getting stronger.

 

Drifting on the Currents

Drifting on the currents,

Taken by the tide,

Letting life's ripples pass on by.

Floating through the storms,

Directed by the wind,

Basking in the sun light,

Feeling alive again,

Living in the seasons as they come around,

Searching for a Pen,

To write a fairy tale true,

To capture all the dreams,

The ones that becomes real.....

 

The Universal Plan

A circle of life in grains of sand,

A biography expressed with a gesture of the hand,

Moving forward in a clockwise motion,

Capturing a concept of opposites attract,

The dualism of concepts individually experienced,

In the natural world there will be dark and there will be light,

With the circle of life there will be love and there will be loss, 

In hope and faith we must trust,

Life will go forward to the universal plan.

Torquay Sand Man Art

 

Shades of Green

Shades of green,

Rustling in the wind,

Trunks go high reaching out to the sky,

Rays of sun breaking through, 

From a background of a sky blue,

Cotton wool clouds,

Collecting moisture from the air,

Swaying branches, 

Dancing in the breeze,

Natures chorus as day light breaks,

Dawning of a brand new day,

The morning begins.

Grains of Sand

Grains of sand, 

Falling from the hands,

Like a broken hour glass,

Time wasted through the breach,

Like foot prints made on the beach that day,

Will sadly be washed away,

But the memories will always stay.