Under the purple tint of sky
Wild Tulip and Cinquefoil sways,
As pleasant breeze moves over petals
Finding it's way through the maze.
The floating clouds are allured
When out of ground comes a seed,
And swarms of flies stops to gaze
Blue jewels festooned on Billygoat ****.
Windswept earth draped in rosy hue
Crimson-red like a bleeding sea,
Tweaked by Kea, fondled by Spiders —
Flowers of mighty Bombax Tree.
The beauty cannot be discerned
Of Buttercups swanking their golden gleam,
When meadows are lit with Yellow Sages
Desirous Crowfoots gape across the rim of stream.
All along the drooped grass
Lies the scented Chamomiles,
Wrapped in silence, in it's dwelling —
Burrowing Owl secretly smiles.
Past the village, up on a hillock
A bed of Musk Roses thrives,
Unfurling the air with it's sweet scent
Forces Bees to come out of their hives.
The most stunning flower in the ranch
Under the sparkling midnight-blue sky,
Dangling in dust — the Orange Cosmos
Beloved of Emperor Dragonfly.
