22 April 2026

When Nature Takes Your Breath Away


This week I am turning to Nature. I came upon this magnificent sight on GEOLOGYSCIENCE’s YouTube channel.

Their thumbnail read : Lake Hillier, Australia’s Pink Wonder.

Lake Hillier is particularly notable for its vibrant pink color caused by the presence of the organism Dunaliella salina, red algae, red halophilic bacteria and other microbes in the salt crusts. It’s really an extremely salty lake tucked away on the edge of Middle Island off the south coast of Western Australia. This rosy spot, by the side of the vast blue ocean does make a spectacular sight.

 The color doesn’t alter when the water is taken in a container. Wikipedia compares the lake to a solid, pink bubble gum when seen from above. There are airplane-scenic-flights for the enthusiastic tourists.

Your challenge today is to capture your wonderment in your lines when nature takes your breath away. It might be any unbelievable nature-scene or Lake Hillier itself or any other pink lake of the world. Your theme could also be about the pink color, airplane-scenic-flights, excited tourists, not necessarily connected with the lake. You could include the microbes of the lake in your poem too so that they don’t feel left out. After all they are doing something too magical to be real. 

Here are some nature poems:

 A Maple Leaf

by Margaret E. Sangster 

So bright in death I used to say,
        So beautiful through frost and cold!
A lovelier thing I know to-day,
        The leaf is growing old,
And wears in grace of duty done,
The gold and scarlet of the sun.

There Will Come Soft Rains (War Time)

by Sara Teasdale

 There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,

And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum-trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,

Would scarcely know that we were gone.

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