Framing Nature

I try to see beyond the colours
Which nature often paints
When the sky becomes the canvas
There are no more restraints

Light will capture all the patterns
A brush can't duplicate
Such clarity and detail shown
Will always decorate

Free hand guided by the wind
Its magic hand will slide
The colours of a rainbow dipped
Precisely are applied

A frame is filled from a portion
Wherever eyes might stray.
A picture worth a thousand words
Is always on display

A masterpiece which isn't signed
But the artist always known
A museum cannot justify
The work of art that's shown

As art in nature will inspire
While viewed with all the senses
But why must man graffiti this
When it remains defenseless