I stare out onto the rugged hills

dappled with rays of the sun

glancing its temperate eye around

the woolly welcoming clouds,

holding the earth in its warm glare,

animating those beautiful pikes.

 

The flora finds its daybreak smile,

the creatures open their slumbered eyes.

Observing the shadow movement

traversing the upland scene,

from a bird’s eye view

the altitude transforms my dream.

 

Growing visual celebration

of this wondrous, essential vista

To all who surely wish to see artistry

float then, in a heavenly direction

and survey this verdant pasture

and say ‘I have beauty truly seen’