Swooping Swallowtails Poem by Christine K. Trease

Nestled sweetly in productive profusion,
aqua waters harbor the world's love.
Each resounding laugh of the breeze reminds
me the air found here is pure.

Bluebottle rising stately in brilliant grandeur,
drink deeply from the rich water.
The streambed, full of silky larder,
is soft and lush with unleashed avarice.

Swallowtail swooping the clefted flower formations,
the delicious breezes colored with youthful life will exalt you.
Flutter graciously to the dappled mountains.
To beautify the world is your lifework.