Robin song
In praise of Him who crafts Nature's delight, Where winds and venues dance with Robin's song, To you, dear rose, my admiration takes flight, In your dewy petals, I forgot all along. A wanderer, quite weary, by your Eden passed, Found rest in your shade, though brief it may be. Your scenes are more vibrant, in beauty amassed, Oh, yet I fear your allure, a beguiling thief. Earth herself rejoices in your fragrant bloom, A festival of colors held on hilltops' crest. Here, quite eager, I await, in nature's room, To choose a bride among flowers, the best. The glaciers move to release streams of dew, Below, life's striving, little peace flows through. ©Affaq / fireversonnets #poetry #sonnets #Affaq #pearly dews of morning #thebardsbench #healing poetry #mysticpoetry