NATURE Poem: Dear Reader, Observe More, by Vanya Zehra

I’ve started looking around more oen, looking, as in, observing everything around me. We seem to ignore the mundane things, but fascination and mystery are present, in the mundane and in the present. It pains me that screens and constant stimulation rob us of our capabilities, and snatch our curiosity away.

and so I wrote:
are the sparkles trying to tell us something?
open to interpretation-
maybe the flow of nature
is a sign in itself,
a privilege reserved only for an observer.
an observer who obsesses over
inexplicable patterns;
how the rays shine on water
scattered diamonds below the half-sun
or how they escape the leaves
imprinting a shadowy artwork
or how they have this power
to light and enlighten
a soul with a void
to let it feel it’s warmth
as it plays with the surface of bodies of nature
whispering and speaking
conveying something.

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