Snow Meets Clouds by Lori L. Garske

Snow beneath whose chilly softness
Some that never lay
Make their first Repose this Winter

From: Snow beneath whose chilly softness by Emily Dickinson

Art by Mother Nature by KoolPix

O Nature! I do not aspire
To be the highest in thy choir, -
To be a meteor in thy sky,
Or comet that may range on high;
Only a zephyr that may blow
Among the reeds by the river low;
Give me thy most privy place
Where to run my airy race.

From: Nature by Henry David Thoreau

Sea Oats and Sunset by Tuffy’s Mom

soon the eye of sky
bathed the pretty lass in marmalade;
there stood string of larks on bough
sing the jolly song of flowers

From: Pink Lady Love by Charlene Gray

Windy Beach by Yamaneko_

My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring
And carried aloft on the wings of the breeze;
For above and around me the wild wind is roaring,
Arousing to rapture the earth and the seas.

From: Lines Composed In A Wood On A Windy Day by Anne Bronte

Beach Fence by Lori L. Garske

Blow, blow, thou winter wind
Thou art not so unkind
As man’s ingratitude;
Thy tooth is not so keen,
Because thou art not seen,
Although thy breath be rude.

From: Blow, Blow Thou Winter Wind by William Shakespeare

sunset grasses by zen

I felt the blowing of the wind
As it enters my soul from deep within
It entered my soul, and wouldn’t let go
It is the wind from where life begins.

From: Blowing Of The wind by Randy L. McClave

Poms Square by pusspaw

The world has sown it’s flowers so long ago
The soil remained dry but with time they began to grow
Dormant for eons the earth shall break
After all freedom was is at stake
As water wears away all within it’s path
The rock of fear crumbles and left in the past

From: The Seed by Timothy Michael Ricke