Worth More to Me than You

The scent of fresh pine,

echoes of the raging river off the cliff's panoramic walls,

the eagles craw from far above,

tiny tweets from the chirp-chirp bird,

a light breeze rustles the tiniest leaves,

and the soft hum from the mosquito's wing.

Nature comes in many sounds and colors,

not all are easily seen or heard.

Be meticulous and you'll miss something new.

Nature shouldn't be dissected,

but instead enjoy the scene.

For that everything in Nature interacts with harmony,

to create a moment worth more than your heart's desire. 

Author's Note

Awkward lines within the poem?