Nature’s serenade
Moments of sweet solitude
surrounded by a multitude
of floral fragrance floating
upon a passing breeze.
Wafting whistling elegance nature’s secret instrument
in an orchestral composition whispering sonnets in the reeds.
Choirs sing in chorus
creating common goals
a universe, an instrument
where beauty can unfold.
Now we are curators
resining the bow
in unison with bumble bees
let’s nature’s furrow plough.
Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )

A wonderful poem. Photos and words were amazing.
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