Gratitude

I don’t know what to thank, but grateful I feel,

not only for affection—for natural beauty.

Here it’s light colours on fields

varying softly across hedges, between trees,

away to a low hill.

Other times it can be

forest, mountain, sea.

Stupidity is powerful, and ill will.

Destroying each other we may quite probably

wipe out nature with us (or else

ruining nature we may destroy ourselves).

But I am still

thankful to know this beauty, as well

as for those I love and who love me.