Ears of corn

I gaze with eyes aglow

At a field of corn marvelling at the way it grows

As the rich new orange sun rises up above the ears of corn

I see beyond the sky promising storm

But that is far off in the distance

And cannot weaken my resistance

For the beauty I spy

In this my beholding eye

Almost bringing about a tear

As I think and tremble with worry and fear

Of natures future in a brutal world

That has forgotten love and taken beauty for granted

Forgot what tenderness took place when this crop was planted

And the nutrients nature granted

To provide this crop with goodness to grow

When as a seed it was sown

For this perfect moment to be known

By eyes like mine who appreciate beauty such as this.

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