Forest by Paul Yanuziello – ©July 2020
I call it my forest,
I have become attached
In my attachment comes a deeper respect
A love of the colours
The sounds, the life, that is my forest
The fall colours from golden yellows to ruby reds
With shades of a rainbow
Blended and mixed, flowing with beauty
The sound of autumn — is the sound of majesty
An orchestra that plays softly
Light harmony and wild roars
As a deep tympani rolled to a masterful crescendo
The glory and the power of the universe
Producing such beauty
A masterful artistry
My forest, a work in progress
Constantly changing
Life-giving, connecting Heaven and earth
The energy of my forest
Always positive
A vibrant powerful force
To be savoured and cherished
The spring colours
A blooming, life-giving green
Blossoms as white and pure
A haven for new growth
Flora, fauna, animals, the forest of life
An oasis in a sea of progress
A small piece of paradise
I call my forest.