The land is its own canvas
Planted by nature
Sculpted by the huge volcanic forces of the earth
A pallet so vast
The colours breathtaking
Streaking along the highway
Sometimes, it’s just a glimpse
Of a beautiful construct
Or a juxtaposition of colour
Or texture
That stays in the mind.
Though it is in times of quiet contemplation
In a special place
In the quiet
We know that nature is the greatest artist.
