The sea of clouds crowned with feathers Laughing at the stars, tearing Stormy weather, Fighting with the moon to make way for the rains, Ire on face, giving nature the crumb of pains
The flowering of the Lily, and the swirling of the dews, Frightening bees, looking for beehive nowhere in view Sweating and sprinting against rising puddle, rushing to the leaves, to cuddle each other,
the Peacock dancing on one leg, with rabbits humming the rhythm of rainbow, and listening to the Opera from the cuckoo's nest, behold the moon hiding aback with despondency, to bath the orb in a blanket of gleam for survival of nature.