To day we walked the rocks

a path often trod

familiar through frequency

yet always seeming new

As the day’s heat rose,

nature seemed to shelter

a few birds calling

animals finding shade

deep in foliage

where the shade is cool

rabbits rested, some visible

sharing the shade with others

Still, life beckoned

ants rebuilding after the rain

lady bugs sheltering

among the fronds, feasting

While animals sought cover

flowers seemed excited

look in any direction

and find colorful companions

most familiar, common even

beautiful still and everywhere

spring colors yellow and white

joined by shades of purple

yet there is always more

along the trail, at its side

we stumbled over a tiny

orange gem, never seen

delicate in the gentle breeze

belying its strength

standing tall and proud

not lonely, perhaps, just the first

But new and unrecognized

That is the wonder

no matter how often we tread

there is always something new

and that keeps us coming back