Watching Shadows Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Touching upon nature, letting it's essence fill my mind
with it's perfect symmetry, lines and angles of beauty.

Watching shadows move throughout the sun, trying to hide
within shade of trees and things.

Simplifying it's curves and circles as they twirl around
the ground encircling everything.

Leaves shimmering as the wind blows them in all directions
at once.

Beauty in all of nature takes me at a glance into poetry
of my being altogether.