Beauty

Thoughts on a beautiful flower.

The morning sun I greeted with delight

While rushing to admire a wondrous sight

The shining petals of a lonely bloom

That dazzled in the breeze but faded soon

 

Standing spellbound I gazed and smiled

As that celestial blue my heart beguiled

The sun rays grazed the petals with a kiss

Their beauty was for me celestial bliss

 

The brilliant colors soon began to fade

As heat their living force did dissipate

It bowed its head as if was heaven bound

Slowly stretched its stem over the ground

 

Watching the wilted head lying at rest

I had the urge to know what was its quest,

 “Oh flower, that my soul you now beguile

Greeting the morning sun with radiant smile

Of your short life what is the true intent?

To live so briefly why are you content?”

 

“My friend,” the flower whispered with a sigh

“I am happy and I am going to tell you why

The secret of my life I will explain

Worrying about time is all in vain

A moment is a century for me

For beauty, an instant is eternity”