Copycat

At the horizon, behind the mist
Mountains
Picking out here and there,
Sable, steel and powdery gray.
Sky is bathed in shades of blue
Shimmering white
A dusting of sun light.
The sky is amazing, astonishingly,
Breathtakingly
Beautiful.

The skies make me question
Why man needs to copy nature,
When we are so sadly inapt.
Paintings, photos
Man made snow and grass,
Indoor tropics
So hideous and unreal,
Why even try...

Look up at the sky
Go to the beach and gaze
Sit on the riverbank
Pick any flower
And just let your spirit
Be rapt.
Let the essence of this grandeur
Let pure blessed nature,
Lift your soul.

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