Written in August, 2013
Smells of magnified burnt leaves
Light tinges of Jasmine
The Sun is beautiful, the grass so green
The bee patiently collects nectar
Leaves whisper
Pure sunlight brings my skin to life
Watching a bee is quiet and fascinating
Seeds float
Blue blue skies
I used to stare straight at the sun as a child,
Now I have more respect.
Look at the flowers, the fine long petals around
A yellow center.
The stalk trembles with the wind.
The sun makes me a child, innocent,
My curiosity and wonder awakened
Nature is so intricate and beautiful.
