Translating Nature's Profound Language Poem by DM W

Poets translate nature's profound language,
Via a myriad of wonderfully woven,
Sprightly diction and vivid imagery.
Art attempts to mirror miraculous
Aspects of richly layered reality.
Henceforth, the words should flow and not sound forced
They should be cloaked in a hint of mystery;
From similes of wild lightning flashes:
Portrayed as purest gold set in silver
And black, to finely detailed sketches of
Majestic mist covered mountains;
From painting, so delicately with an
Emphasis on each spectral syllable,
The colourful tremble of butterflies' wings;
To the fabled green feasts of spring and summer.
From the solemn time of autumn, metaphors
Are drawn from October's vintage blood
And bitter consonance can mark winter's
Cutting bleakness; From the assonance
Of deep blue dream-like streams to the rhythms
And cadences of cascading waterfalls,
Poets translate nature's profound language.