Marigold and primroses
Stand in the way
Of wishing me to not want
To travel through the grassy bank of field
Hold me back from entering this entrance
Beauty catches my eye
Colours so beautiful and mesmerising
They blow my mind
Flickering of tiny wings catch the back of my neck
Click click clicking goes the sound from the wood
As breeze rushes through uneven branches of half leaved
spurt
Animals crawl within to keep themselves safe and sheltered from
the rain
As vines make way
For us to view
All that’s in store
All that’s new
Pathways of stones that grip
Our shoes and feet
Holden a grasp of nature’s glove
That also fits
Applause of feathers and banter of birds all around
Holding back as we come towards them
As if not to get our attention
They stand still
As we brake away from this beauty of untold curiosity
We wish to find some honey from the bee
So let it sleep for the night
In the morning bring its light
Your eyes have captured images of delight
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