Pallet
in God's Hands...
Pallet
in God's Hands...
by Oriza Martins
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Golden shades of the nature,
A pallet in God’s Hands,
So much love, so much beauty
Filling my soul and my eyes…
Image of blessed lands of Canada.
You never have to feel yourself alone…
As this tree, apparently lonely in all landscape,
Be sure that you will always have the sun to hug you, to heat you…
And after its descent at sunset,
You will have the stars,
Plenty of friends to lull to sleep you from the sky…
Nobody is alone when in the presence of God’s creatures…
The winter landscape also has its magic…
But the enchantments of the autumn are unique…
Divine Architecture
Blessed the hands that had traced and carved this masterpiece.
Many times we see these beauties without reflecting
how much blessed we are,
who enjoy the pleasure of being able to more see, to look at, to aim,
to appreciate and as many possibilities, with our healthful eyes…
I am thankful, my Lord, for my perfect vision.
Image of Noccalula Falls, blessed lands of U.S.A.…
In the stage of Mother-Nature infinite spectacles play.
It is a privilege to appreciate two simultaneously:
the enchantment of the waterfall and the magic of the sunset…
It’s a joy for the eyes and the soul…
Image of the River Iguaçu Falls, blessed lands of Brazil, Argentine and Paraguay
It is difficult to believe that there are not sweet and light cotton balls in the air…
a cascade of floating foam, as the great Brazilian Poet Castro Alves would say…
Certain images does not requires words…
Two sacred icons of blessed lands of Japan:
the Mount Fuji and the cherry trees in blossom…
to catch a image of both is a moment of happy inspiration…
Those must be the gates of paradise…
Cactus flower
You can not blindly trust in appearances…
As well as the plant of the cactus, so rough, so prickly, apparently so dry and barren…
But it hides an almost holy power to display itself in the nature,
as a so sublime and delicate flower…
Then the human beings can hide behind of an apparent dryness,
a special soul, the good, the goodness,
the power to contribute with solidarity for a better world.
I keep following my way, enjoying the fall landscape…
My eyes see a small leaf dancing in air, as to say goodbye to me, in a floating farewell…
Explosion of joy, fascinating profusion of colors,
As it was one day the explosion of my loves…
The small leaf, finally, rests on the ground.
Suddenly, I do not perceive it any more;
It has joined the infinite others yellow points of the autumn soil…
It surrended its inevitable destination
in participate on the process of transformation of the nature,
one day to return in some landscape,
as to remember me that…
life moves itself in cycles
to make and to undo,
that feelings go with the wind,
that burning hot passions cool,
that all glory is ephemeral…
but…
the cycles make possible the return of the hope
- and this one, yes, is lasting…
- it is perpetual in all the human hearts…
This pretty melody that you hear
is the classic music " Le Lac de Como",
by Richard Abel,
about the Lake Como, in Italy.
See below images of this charming lake…
Blessed lands of Italy, cradle and home of my loves…
Golden shades of the nature,
A pallet in God’s Hands,
So much love, so much beauty
Fills my soul and my eyes…
The twilight, in magic,
Coloring, intense, brief,
Divine touch radiates
And it becomes my soul happy.
Oriza Martins///
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See other nature poems by Oriza Martins:
Nature's Symphony (wonderful images...)
This page in Portuguese
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