A hue-edge kaleidoscope of colors painted of the rainbow...
Peacock's colors a-splashed abound feathers.
Fanned out beauty in colors of awe...
This is nature's paisley'd law.
Butter flies flutter around and enough...
Humming birds hum and aridly strut their stuff.
Plants and flowers grow forth their shoots...
Leaves, these beings, without feet and boots.
Petals cannot grasp, as like a hand....
Flowers are pretty and not visually bland.
Beauty is of but, everything of nature....
Beauty is of what, we as humans, should grow, in stature.
Michael Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-casually-natured-as-beau-tied-a-beauty/
