Does it alter every morning when the light strikes the land
when sunlight ever bright or through grey skies hits the strand
do the shapes and forms move
under photon pressure waver
only photographer or artist heeds every little quaver
when dark crevices are lit 
by yellow shimmer or dull purple patches
when mountains high or plains below 
are patched with coloured swatches
when treed slopes or waving fields 
bask in brilliant splendour
it is time to remember nothing is static 
take time to appreciate and consider