I view and dwell upon beauty,
where my focal length ends.
Image upside-down but
by translation straight.
Colourful features
gazing upon nature,
seasonal growth
seasonal beauty or both.
I smile and odour to the,
sweet taste on air,
inhaling so deep
feeling the care.
With a soft silent voice
within my thoughts,
felt with love
beyond a doubt.
Attractive scent of,
precious pulchritude.
Given by A FLOWER
with much power.
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