Written by: Phyllis Babcock

She flutters in the natural world
     delicate, beautiful.
You embrace her glory in nature.
you inhale her perfect beauty.
Her aura dances into your vision.
She loses herself inside the natural elements.
Her fingers pass over the silver mist
 enchanting a magical spell.
Embracing the early morning glow.
Nurturing all of mother nature's seasonal faces.
Her unsurpassed beauty humbles the soul.
Exquisite to perfection,
Eternally, nymph weaves her magic.

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