I sat among the lupins
a sunny breezy day
my dog was rolling in the grass
I love to watch him play

I picked at little flowers
and watched the bugs fly by
I never get to enjoy the spring
and I will tell you why

usually I'm sneezing
my eyes are itching so
I can't even go outside at all
to watch the green stuff grow

today I soaked up sunshine
and loving every minute
I hope my allergies are gone
'cause I want to be out in it

So I sat among the lupins
till the sunshine went away
soaking up the good green earth
as I thanked God for this day

Flower petals snowing down
covering the grassy ground
standing underneath the trees
the humming sound of happy bees
darting through the sunny skies
a thousand newborn butterflies
grassy windswept green cascades
like the tail fins of a million mermaids
fluffy shedding, startled deer
glance up as a dog draws near
the old tire swing in desolation
sparking the imagination
red-tail hawk takes sudden wing
God can be seen in everything

White. Solid white nothing else in sight
the glasses the little house wore awakening from night
the promise of a sun as the white grew very bright
stretching from a long nap the green giant finally reveals himself
laughing rumble of tumbling rocks as he wears the white a temporary mustache
a big yawn from lady lake sends the white upward with her morning breath
Bursting out in gloriousness the sun glares the sulking fog into submission
he slinks downward thinking to find solace near the gentle water reflecting his image back to himself
lady lake has other plans as she stares up at her true love high in the sky and chooses his image to reflect, warming her loving gaze with the heat of his as he stares down at her.
Their love finally warms to the point that Foggy Mcdougal can take it no longer and shrinks away with his nefarious plans for the next evenings delight

the lake like a mirror nestled between emerald mountains
frosting sits on the top of grandfather peaks
watching wise and ancient bearded in pines and hemlock
hopeless romantics gliding through peaceful waters
talking quietly to each other as mist rises with the sun

Hills of emeralds strewn about
the end of hell's torturous drought
calm and peaceful starry sky
storm clouds struggling slowly die
coyotes sound their distant calls
the deepest rumbling waterfalls
waves lap up on flattened sand
the tempest stilled at His command
earth shaking instability
peace and soft tranquility
raging fire hot and starving
flashing floods are canyon carving
mist rising from a morning pond
breeze blowing through a palm tree frond
peace and chaos intertwined
woven deep within our mind