You are welcomed by nature’s palette of greens, blues, reds
All anticipating your arrival.
Outstretched trees embrace the blue of the dome’s surface,
thinning towards the end of tired arms.
Their necks crane, hollowing out the bark bodies,
directing attention fully to the main attraction
They too have the desire to see beyond the blanketed canvas,
but roots anchor them to earth’s rugged scalp.

Wisps of golden hairs age the endless carpets of green,
as they dance against the breath of an anxious wind.
A weathered bench stands passively at the cliff of the horizon
unable to offer sufficient support to a wandering visitor.
The chatter of gossiping birds momentarily interrupts a calm silence
and is answered by the rustling of skeletal leaves

A kingdom of water bridges the gap between sky and land
Balancing an abandoned ship against its bodice
Mischievous white pansies race along its shore
occasionally dropping their silk heads in worship
whenever given a command from the sea.