Behold, the lush vegetation,

Color-crazed, beds of flowers!

There can be no cessation

Of their, spell-binding powers,

Within a common, ageless mold, 

Abiding in tranquility,

Timeless, in eternity

Mystifying my insatiable mind;

I hesitate to leave behind

The simple, unassuming face

Of Nature whose inherent grace

Fortifies my love and girds

My spirit to compose these words –

A poem that is on the whole,

The true creation of my soul!