Majesty Of Nature

The sweet aroma carried in the gentle breeze,
Caressed the surface of a nose so receptive,
Which welcome the scent of lovely romance,
On a day in spring where the flowers bloom.

Vibrant colours comfort the eyes.
The skin mesmerised by the touch of clouds.
A bright display of dangling lights,
A gypsy dance amongst the trees.

The shining stars in the night sky,
A work of art, a picturesque canvas,
Whose beauty resonates over the rainbow,
To Mother Nature’s pot of gold.

Though small it remains the splendour of life,
Its purpose serves as a reminder,
When each day is the same as the next,
Consider the majesty of nature.