Nature's Symphony

a poem by Lily Crawford

photo by Stew Woodruff, 1978

Sangre de Christo Mountains, Colorado

Steep mountain peaks

Among the deep rich valleys

Spread out before me.

The far horizon welcomes the sun

As it descends behind the heavenly scene.

All is peaceful before the great event

A hush falls over the view

That brings tears to my eyes--

Such rich vibrant colors blend

To create a majestic scene.

Nature is His symphony

Every creature is a member

And on a warm evening in November

A masterpiece is performed.

All get in tune for the grand finale

As I look on in awe.

Then all is quiet

Night falls across the hills

The moon rises and lights the world

With its luminous brilliance.