No man can claim the moon
The ocean deep stirring up typhoons

The sunset demands respect every day
No man can direct its beautiful rays

The years as they roll on with the days and seasons
Man doesn’t even know all the reasons

Why the smallest hummingbird seeks nectar from the flower
Instinctively drawn there by a higher power

There are beauty and mystery at the same time
In the creation of beautiful design

Enjoyed by humans every day
Except when things get in the way

Don’t forget each day to stop and take a look
The life all around us is an open book

Get Outside👀
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