Gilded Lily

Morning's golden light showers damp Misty mare beauty in its breath River's silent stream flows where it stood Petals shimmer in earthy embrace When waves harmonized with calm air Life's gritty stains are washed away Sun shines proud on its ground Tattle spins, lost in its warm reverie Blinded by the brightest stroke Even radiance was deemed nothing Waves came and went as days were spent Rising up in tranquility, nothing to the eyes