A sunny December day
Blue sky
Trees showing their bones
Brown leaves
Hug the ground

But also
Yesterday
Misty cold rain
A miserable day 
To many
But to me
A sign

Nature loves nature
Speaks to itself
Nurtures itself
With rain no less than sun
With cold no less than warmth
With dying no less than borning

How fortunate we are
How blessed
To have nature’s sure signs
Of the infinity and variety of love