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