Pretty Is As Pink Does

So many ways to slice nature's cultured pie, yet all of them under octave colorational sky. Nature even human nature can arrive dressed in pink kindness rare as nonviolent ultraviolet Yet when grace of white snow reincarnates dark bark winter trees as sun spreads His last light lusty pink gasp across EarthMother's horizoned landscape For a moment, perhaps enough to gaze one second enraptured time, all snow-covered life forms Curiously waiting quietly seducing just outside my kitchen window, invoke blushing pink to wink goodbye to this frozen day Now remembered, where nature flirts refaced wearing lacey fading pink light kindness.