Nature's Hidden Beauty Poem by Thomas Koron

Journeying through the valleys and meadows,
Past the peaceful flow of a gentle stream,
May I find her face reflected in those
Whimsically painted places where I dream.

Places where my mind wanders constantly—
Then slowly drifts back to reality.
In her eyes, I find comfort instantly.
My genuine love for her holds the key.

She is found in the framework of these lines—
Her name is buried in this written verse.
Search as far as you can for any signs,
Then allow your eyes to read in reverse.

Just keep guessing on how you might find her,
And proceed back to the top where you were.

© 2021