Times Are Changing

Snow cold water cascades over the cliff Crashes on huge boulders below, Orchestra of birds overtake the sound Water gurgles on way down stream, Bees buzz golden sunflowers Standing tall face the sun, Sticky amber honey trickles in the hive, Fragrances from orchids perfume the air, Cows call day’s end, Bright orange orb disappears Night insects chirp, Evening prayers done Life will be theirs Moon sinks to sleep With rising of the sun.

Imaginary Scene Eyes Closed. Eyes close, darkness enfolds, Rainbow colors flash, disappear, Wind whistles, grass sways Snakes slither, mice hide, Birds cheerfully sing, hawk soars thermals, Parrots squabble, brawl for nectar, Bees buzz gum flowers, honey to make Sticky amber honey, pollen makes, white wax hexagons store hard work, Cow low udder full with milk Headed home release is nigh, Green summer grass now winter brown Crackles beneath hooves red dust stirs, Sun’s orange orb slinks beneath the horizon Days past night comes, Moon rises stars twinkle brightly, Clouds scatter forth rain does follow, Blocks out the light till lighting flashes Thunder rumbles rolls above, Opening eyes I see the hot orange sun, Dreaming is magic when night comes.