Secret of the Meadow

As glories sun plays with tree’s shadow All the eye can see is wonderful meadow The moor shines its violet color at outskirts of the meadow A tall orchid spreads its divine fragrance from the center of that meadow The morning dew falls on the fresh grass The ants collect it which one can see with magnifying glass By a pond they make living bridge out of their mass This allows them the pond to pass The small stream is nearby with some fish Hawk flying by like a falling bomb makes a swish Later stars come out on which children can make a whish Only the eerie visage of full moon shining on with its light silver bluish Makes person distant feelings reminisce Maybe of lovers kiss Probably unaware that he is in area of bliss Where at Summum bonum looks destiny connected to beyond Omniversal abyss