Nature Poem - Tumblr Posts

Vindurinn hefur sínar ástæður fyrir því að hann skilur eftir sig ummerki í sandinum. Hann veit um mátt sinn - í gegnum hann stækkar andinn og hann getur fært uppljómun. Það er mikilvægt að njóta sjónarinnar núna, því á morgun er allt horfið - Haraldur Unason Diego

there is a flower that blooms with clouds

it dances to the tune of crackling thunder

it beams with lightning

the petals unfold slowly, gently coaxed by dripping drops

it delights in the grayscale world

thrives under the shade of umbrellas 

how strange! people mumble

a flower that blooms in gloom

Dun! Dun! Dun!

thunder rumbles and the mumbles patter away

looking for shelter

but the flower stays there

springs up after being trampled

and continues to sway to the beat

of heaven’s drum.

when the sun will peek out from behind the grey screen

the flower will become still

as each drop dries the petals will close

until it becomes a bud again

with sunrays shining on its closed face

the flower waits, until it can dance again...

Beauty of Spring Poem

I wonder if spring ever takes a moment

To bask in its own beauty

Does it hear the songs of the birds

As they dance among the cherry blossoms?

Does it get lost in a sea of verdant botany

And true blue skies like we do?

I don't know what Spring is thinking

But I hope it knows it is cherished.