Lessons in Spring, a poem

 

Her tears were

watercolors,

awash across the plains

where fields dwelled,

unplowed fortresses of earth

waiting for spring.

After the rains came,

the earth

gave birth to color:

fields of swaying

shades of green,

outstretched azure skies,

the golden sun

laying its gaze

on the elegance

of yellow, white,

and purple

wildflower displays

sighing beneath

the lazy tresses

of weeping willow trees.

The artistry here

is ablaze with

joie de vivre

the hunger present,

each element reaching

to outshine the next,

yet equally devoted

to providing

amble beauty

for mutual benefit.

All sing

with one purpose,

“I am beautiful –

because I am,

but moreso

because my beauty

amplifies your own.”

 

© Sumyanna 2017

Submitted for The Daily Post Prompt: elegance

Beautiful image courtesy of Pixabay.com