I saw a daisy open its petals in response to the radiant one's kiss
Followed by dandelion whispers unto a hovering honey bee
So the world got it wrong when it deemed the dandelion a ****
It freely imparted its nectar before the honey bee took to the wing
I thought it couldn't get much better until a robin began to sing...
Springtides fresh breeze bore the hawthorns distinctive aroma
Which brought forth reveries of when my Mother was still alive
We used to smile at the hawthorns' unpretentious beauty
"Mom, where are you if not within my heart, thus, I whispered--
I love you, before and beyond the dream of time
One heart, One Love ~ Pure Love Divine...
I thought it couldn't get much better until a rat scurried across the grass
Nature is one with the Creator, perfection with its myriads of contrasts