mobi
25-09-04, 01:53 AM
The trees that quiver in the summer air
Are nothing to the beauty of your mind.
Every bird in flight with a song to share
Is thorny set against this natural find.
The water sprayed from the great waterfall
Appears less fresh than your delicate skin
The fire in the sky begins nightfall
Imitating gentle beats from within
The jewel constellations of the cool night
Are void images to your eyes of gold.
The crisp petals of a rose, pearly white
No more pure than the essence you behold
Natures passion remains for all to see,
The blessing of all kinds is held in thee.
Are nothing to the beauty of your mind.
Every bird in flight with a song to share
Is thorny set against this natural find.
The water sprayed from the great waterfall
Appears less fresh than your delicate skin
The fire in the sky begins nightfall
Imitating gentle beats from within
The jewel constellations of the cool night
Are void images to your eyes of gold.
The crisp petals of a rose, pearly white
No more pure than the essence you behold
Natures passion remains for all to see,
The blessing of all kinds is held in thee.