Poem
Perception
A moment of clarity.
The belle of Mother Earth's garden:
A true Venus,
conceived of amenities.
It frolics with the breath Zephyrus,
a free spirit.
Making hardships drip away with the morning dew,
turning complexities into simplicities.
This pristine paragon,
as rooted as it is breathtaking.
I look at it with tender eyes.
This jewel of empyrean,
beheld within a moment of passing.
As easily beheld as it is forgotten.
A moment of clarity.
The belle of Mother Earth's garden:
A true Venus,
conceived of amenities.
It frolics with the breath Zephyrus,
a free spirit.
Making hardships drip away with the morning dew,
turning complexities into simplicities.
This pristine paragon,
as rooted as it is breathtaking.
I look at it with tender eyes.
This jewel of empyrean,
beheld within a moment of passing.
As easily beheld as it is forgotten.