On the Road

Alone stands a babbling brook
Its gentle waters tucked in a nook.
A new leaf turns from the forest nearby
Where down the road stands proud cacti.
The prickly pears bloom a shade of ultraviolet
While the grizzly lies under a woodland moonlit.
Fauna graze in nighttime espionage
And cobras glissade in bronze camouflage.
Look near, look far, to habitats remote.
You will find the hidden beauty in which nature does not gloat.
The earth is more than your and my abode.
Much vitality is found on the road.