In t his fullness
It gives off a fragrance
Ìt emits beauty...
It whispers in the air,
It's own story.
And If You Happen To Be There. ..
Listen to it.
In the buzz of bees
In the flutter of fragile wings
In the wind that brushes past.
It's sonorous sound
Will speak of hidden truths.
Of life's intimacies
Of moments of ecstasy
When the touch of dawn
The morning dew
Awaken it...
To the joy of life.
