backlit by acute rays awakening
dew clothed petals, like lovers lips sated
whisperings to the gentle kissed breaths,
  proper, dance the light shines proud
unafraid of the trees rigid

  jealous concealed in long lonely shadows
watching her stem aware, but uncaring,
  knowing her dance natural, the forest
the golden sky the wisp of cloud the trees animals
Mother Nature herself

glances , envying her beauty her freedom
  to feel to live ripe flowered healthy, loved by
crisp breezes and warming arms of goldeness,
  bravely standing naked in morning glory.