Gaia's Painting

I could never imagine not sharing this. Gaia is greek for Mother Nature, by the way.

Emerald green,

Like Irish Isle

Shining brightly like a gem.

 

High above,

An ocean of azure blue,

With weightless feathering clouds

Smiling down upon their mirrored reflection

Without a care in the world,

Floating away

Towards unknown destinations.

The sun shines brightly

Upon her treasures

And the colored hues of her palette

Melt together in perfect harmony.

 

She adds the perfect combinations

Of dark and bright colors,

Adding to this speechless poet's amazement

For the beauty she has shown me

On this beautiful autumn day.

 

The leaves fluttering in the wind

Like butterflies flying

Amongst the trees and flowers.

In the brisk cool air,

She adds a touch of oranges, reds and yellows

Bleeding brightly to almost match

Her ball of flames beyond our horizons

Where imaginations soar into

The universal skies of darkness and mystery.

 

Soon the sun begins to set,

And her painting starts to change.

As her blues become pinks and

Deep purples.

Diamonds begin to sparkle

Amongst this planet, as I dance

Beneath her spotlight.

 

Like a gorgeous memory,

I am haunted by her beauty

Tantalizing me and pulling the strings

Of my senses, I am mesmerized.

Her almost strange ability to create

Such a work of art,

I can not help but wonder

If this is nothing but a beautiful dream

And I do not want to be awaken.

 

She is an artist like no other,

And I am blown away into oblivion

By her ability to paint.

Anxiously, I await for the coming seasons

To see what she can paint next,

As I walk amongst her gallery of art.

 

Author's Note

Yesterday I spent the day hiking and layed my eyes upon this beautiful image. Suddenly this wind swept over me and I couldn't get this out of my head.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem. I like the description. A wise person can see the beauty of nature and be thankful. I agree with the last line. Spring rebirth hope and spirit to the opening of a new season of birth. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Dayran]

A magical evening, perhaps added to by the mood of the poet as she sailed breezily and as colorfully as the sunset. A curious sense in it of the night sky, as being an acquaintance of the sunset, perhaps by the amiability of the atmosphere. Everything is as one.

[∂αʌ<..]

magnificent imagery...extreme beauty i would say!
serene and just gorgeous!
wow!

[Inyourshadow]

I love the natural flow of this piece showing the greatness of one so gentle, moving the world with love and colourful imagery. I love to watch the seasons change upon the weighted boughs of willing trees, from emeralds to gold that no man could ever put a price on. Lovely, keep em' coming

[paradise]

I love htis so well written and i love how its about nature and how beautiful it is "If this is nothing but a beautiful dream

And I do not want to be awaken." Best part :D

[LilMissWriter17]

Wow :) You have a true talent. This is BEAUTIFUL

[TWISTED NIGHTMARE]

it was beautiful...

[Crow]

There is nothing more beautiful than the creations of mother nature and the visions of her courtly gifts.

Excellent imagery!

[Larry Dyson]

really beautiful...

[Sakib]

Awesome imagery. I would love to visit this place. God has painted with his one hand, I think. I liked every details here. How you make the reader see the pictures is amazing. This is great. One of my favorite. Great write.