Nature's Dance

6/18/2023 Such nectar a beheld treasure Floating eyes do for flowers seek The blood for which both competing. The heart of life knows no measure Blossom pierced by pointed beak Rhythm made from both wings beating. It sips upon sweet pure pleasure And shares a kiss, though neither speak Midst embrace of two souls meeting. The moment exists in leisure In absence of anything bleak But like everything else; fleeting… Throughout nature’s mighty expanse The birds and flowers play in dance. -Cameron Hardenburg Image #3