Pay homage to this living creature of Earth , invested in fluid color and wonderment , not with controlling name but with delight for natural miracles , translucent afternoons at every turn , original music wrote on kaleidoscopic springtide banter from ones heart , whimsically highlighted with Tangerine treetops , subtle thoughts of an eager , ever learning child , hillside liquid sunshine bringing tall grass to it's crimson conclusion  ,  For these I would wholeheartedly take notice , 'Tis Sylvan artistry and song that forever beg my quickened approach