Based on Sonnet 15- Looking Around

When I consider every thing that grows 
From a bluebird to the worms in the ground
From a great oak to a delicate rose
What happens when we take a look around? 

I see tiny ants marching down their hill
I smell the green grass, fresher than perfume
I hear the gray squirrels, chattering still
I feel the silky petals on the blooms

Standing in the majestic forest light
Where grand beauty is all around the glen 
I think of city life, hollowly bright
And how we must step away from the den

Noticing natural beauty around me
Looking from the high sky to the deep sea