Nature's Gifts

I lift my head up to the skies
In silent thanks to those above,
For nature’s beauty cruel and kind--
Both radiating endless love.

The sun’s warmth heals,
The waters purify;
The wonders of nature
Only poetry can describe.

Solace in the treetops,
Friendship in the wind,
And like Indians of old
The creatures are my kin.

I find peace
Amidst the outdoors--
Peace with myself, the world,
And resolution to finish my chores.

So every time I enter
This world so full of life,
I lift my head in thanks
For the freedom from daily strife.