I posted about the painting this morning before I went out for the day. I took this picture which inspired me to write this poem.
Same Grass, Same Trees
By Dave Morrell
Each day I walk out in the morning,
Ignoring the repetitive view.
The same grass,
The same trees,
The same buildings, and sky,
Not looking for something new.
So often I gaze without seeing,
Leave without pause or a clue.
The same grass,
The same trees,
The same buildings, and sky,
Not taking the time for review.
Today I walked out in the morning,
And for some reason was struck by the view.
The same grass,
The same trees,
The same buildings, and sky,
But something caused me to break through.
Through the routine,
And the drone,
Through the worries of the day,
True value was for a moment made clear.
By the light through the trees
Made clear by the fog,
Each day is itself something new.
By Dave Morrell
Each day I walk out in the morning,
Ignoring the repetitive view.
The same grass,
The same trees,
The same buildings, and sky,
Not looking for something new.
So often I gaze without seeing,
Leave without pause or a clue.
The same grass,
The same trees,
The same buildings, and sky,
Not taking the time for review.
Today I walked out in the morning,
And for some reason was struck by the view.
The same grass,
The same trees,
The same buildings, and sky,
But something caused me to break through.
Through the routine,
And the drone,
Through the worries of the day,
True value was for a moment made clear.
By the light through the trees
Made clear by the fog,
Each day is itself something new.
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