When pressures of the day rise up <br />And fill the hours with stress <br />When every effort is too hard <br />To strive for, too much pain <br /> <br />That is the time to lift your eyes <br />And note the sky above <br />So blue and often graced with clouds <br />Kissing the earth so green <br /> <br />Lift up your weary hand and stretch <br />To endless space beyond <br />And trust that myriads of stars <br />Are peeking from its depths <br /> <br />Then touch the green grass on the earth <br />That's carried you so long <br />And gently move your gaze to trees <br />Just waiting to be seen <br /> <br />Now stretch your fingers and you'll feel <br />The touch of nature's hand <br />That's been outstretched for years <br />Just waiting to hold yours.<br /><br />Liilia Talts Morrison<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-hand-of-nature/
