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Sunday, April 7, 2013
The Forces of Nature
...the many forces of nature seem to be weaving new threads into it's natural tapestry. It is better to yield to it's forces than to deny what will be Mother Earth's way on this day...
Looks like nature has given this day a theme as 60 mph wind gusts from an unexpected Spring wind storm that has taken its toll on the future...
Forces of Nature
Douglas fir spires fight back turbulent gusts Helpless to resist the inertia of their wild sways
Dormancy leaned towards brighter season’s horizons, stretching out into the southern winter skies seeking the radiant warmth of surrender
Now the southerly forces of nature bully them effortlessly as their statuesque grandeur arches evergreen apexes
headed to the north
Snow White Trilliums hug the shelter within the mossy forest floor that lies below
Delicate Tiger Lilies bow their graceful heads in prayers of hopeful survival Fragile Bleeding Hearts lay tainted by the raging tempest
Wind battered Forget - me - nots will not be forgotten by the nearby Johnny jump-ups hanging their bright colored faces under the weight of the fallen wild iris
Petal baron Mountain Ash trunks camber, arms stripped naked down to its lichen covered bark, while it's nurturing orange berries are lost for nature’s reasons
Red breasted Robin’s someday flight south remains fleeting seasons away That autumn journey to a distant Garden of Eden where their unending circle began The very embryo of direction birthing the wind they love and shall loathe
The evergreen brow's , tender bloom of pine-cones , steal away to the North over the abrupt basalt bluff
Nature’s defiled new beginnings free fall like cremated remains, ashes drawn in a downward draft over the boulders scattered down the leeward cliff
Mother Earth’s natural respite shields the drifting remains swirling into the currents of the rushing water far below
Peace like a river awaits the forces of nature A natural conclusion brings the elements of life back home ~
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