Abundant, vibrant, ever-changing
hues. First warm and welcoming,
then desolate, harsh, cold,
blustery, and cruel. Why I wonder?
This dichotomy of death
on a sweltering, hot summer
day as birds sing and
nurture their young is so
heartrending. Why?
Trying, yet failing to fathom
the meaning, I gaze upon the
soft cumulus blanket dancing above
in the bright blue sky.
Why now? Why me?
This irrevocable deed causes
bewilderment. This ultimate verdict
affords no abatement of grief
and suffering. Where do I find
comfort for this sadness? How?
Nature’s lush, ever-changing,
uneven palette of hues mix with
musical notes. Consoling words
of prayer assuage now. Sorrows
disappear with nature’s polyphony.
Some photos courtesy of Sally Dolak and her blog from Costa Rica. Thank you for your inspiring photography.
http://rosedevi.blogspot.com/
Dr. Mary Ann Niemczura 
My niece Sally’s photography on her blog is simply stellar! The photos provided the visual backdrop for my poem this week. Kudos to you, Sally.
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Your poem is moving, and I can feel your sorrow. Nature always soothes… Thanks for sharing some of my photos.
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To me, your photos were very inspirational. Given the recent death in the family, I composed the poem with your photos in mind. You were very generous in allowing this to happen. Thank you.
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Very nice prose! And I can feel the emotion in your words.
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Combined with Sally’s visual feast of photography, it became a fitting tribute. Sometimes everything seems to fall into place when least expected. Thank you for the kind words.
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