Nature

• Anntheres Johnson
• Poetry
• 2011

It is impossible to describe its beauty
Swinging trees and blooming buds
enclosed in the crystal blanket are eager to greet the dawn.

The leaves are dancing with a catching smile
There are no twinkling stars on the sky.
Now, they are down the sky, on Earth.
The down gives everything a fresh look.

My eyes are attracted by a tiny butterfly
Her feathers are tinged with silver spots
I found her kissing the dazzling flowers
It is wonderful to see each and awakening signs of amusing nature.

All in all, I found myself in a castle in Spain