Why have hot orange hues
splash upon the dawn,
a prismatic spray of color
fill a rainbow after a
warm summer’s rain,
cool melons, purples,
and pinks, streak the sky
with the setting sun,
if there were no one
to behold such wonder?
Blessed are those able to
take pleasure in the
masterful art of Nature,
those whose spirits are
quickened by the
mind and heart
of the Artist.
Having keenly aware senses
of the beauty in all that
surrounds us, is one thing,
but the fullness of it all
greatly intensifies when
shared with another –
someone who is equally
capable of sensing and
appreciating its wonder.
It’s because we are here,
that Nature paints the sky.