Lily

As the early summer air ripples in my meadow, I see the dance of dulcet patina on dainty petals, unfurling with the touch of the dawn’s spectrum the elegant lilies with the gleam of sapphire silence. The flowers blossom in chromatic ebullience of joy, look up to the sunburst pallet of the seamless sky, suffusing its splendor in the essence of their soul, paint the florid portraits of heavenly surreal beauty . Celestial shine shimmers with the lavender rhythm, pulsating in my heart with the mesmeric floral grace. Preserved in its gloss is the sheen of enticing euphoria, that turns into flourishing fresco of amethyst allure. As summer breeze blows silver sequins in satin night, that floats on the mystique stream of the moonbeam, I descry the sparkling sky descend in my garden, as the lilies shine like diamond diadem of sprouting stars.