Simply Beautiful; Beautifully Simple
A flicker of light and the tiniest sound
Of flittering wings, fragile but strong,
Reflecting the sun and creating dancing rainbows,
The dainty butterfly embraces the horizon.
Different colours merged into one
And stretched mightily across the heavens,
There are shadows below the sky's dim glow,
As the sun kisses the earth and retires for the night.
Inside the darkness lurk tiny specks of light,
Like fireflies above a sinister pond,
Illuminating the paths of the creatures below,
Magnificent stars, forever burning.
Waves crash furiously against the shore,
Bolts of electricity are thrown carelessly downwards
As the clouds bellow deep, echoing cries,
Something's angered Mother Nature; this storm is her revenge.
A tiny chirping rings out through the night,
A chorus of ghostly sounds calling,
Singing out to the warm summer air,
The crickets are silenced as an animal ventures too close.
It's funny how the smallest creatures,
Are often the most captivating,
And how Earth's everyday events,
Are always so breathtaking.
It's funny how the simplest things,
Can be so beautiful.