Seeing and Listening To Nature

The poppies, marigolds, and lilies shone like jewels This unclaimed field was nirvana and Shangri-lah to Dorothy She had found it on one of her excursions away from the house The luxury of being alone, listening to the whispers of nature! She felt a kinship to the monarch butterflies and honey bees. The dragonflies and damselflies made themselves comfortable. Sometimes landing on her shoulders. Mayfly landed on her hand once. There is a fox here today; she has seen two of her kits. They are hiding now. A magical mystical place, painted by God in one of his happy moments. She can feel the joy. The prettiness astounds her. She smells lilacs. There is lavender too, a small voice whispers. A fairy? Elf? Gnome? Nothing would surprise her. She opens her eyes, but no one is there.