BOUNTY OF BEAUTY

Beauty is

A state of mind.

Today

The world is

Beautiful.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

9-10-72

From universal majesty
To tiny little germs,
Elephants and mountains,
Slimy little worms.

The Earth pearl set in beauty
‘Mid all her chiming throngs,
While all her sights and smells
Swell to melodies of songs,

Here is abundant loveliness,
A feast for all mankind,
Whose only limitations
Live only in his mind.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Beautiful free spirits

Float and flow

To fill the atmosphere,

Caress without attachment

Set spirit free to grow

In bountiful beauty,

Becoming, here, at last -

Becoming all

It's meant to be.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Do you believe in beauty?

I do; ~

Not fantasy

Nor logic,

Nor science

Nor art,

Nor chance

Required.

It IS.

All things simply merge

In natural order,

Crystallize in awareness,

Require no magic formula

Or symbols, - to be.

Beauty renews itself,

Quietly,

Unknown except

As experienced

In each moment it exists

And is perceived; ~

In the beautiful

Eternal Now.

~ © Nellieanna H. Hay

Each glimpse of beauty

Brightens through my day.

My heart and soul it teases.

Crackling of leaves

Beneath my step

Fallen from russet trees -

Shadows of tree limbs

Trembling on brick wall

Cast by setting amber sun -

Fireplace aromas,

Wispy arms of smoke,

Tickled by soft breezes -

A smiling friendly face

Helped with grocery stash

Wanting only, so, to please.

Gentle hush of fading day

Settles ‘round the house

As evening has begun.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

11-20-13

Shoreline silhouettes

Against the blazing sky.

Black - laced woods beautify

This scene I share with you.

Placid water merged with sunset,

Unicolored waves and clouds

Unify into a subtle unity

Imprinted on the view.

If I knew a way

I’d gather a sunset bouquet

To fill your inner room

With final fragrance of the day.

I’d bring to you the sea in pails

To water and to nourish it.

I'd fly away distractions

On wings of silken sails.

I’d open up the gates to freedom

So you could soar the air above

Till care became forgotten.

. . . . . I know a way! - 'tis love!

______© Nellieanna H. Hay