The earth's songs
Flowers. Aah, them flowers. And leaves. Those leaves in every shade of green, or red or yellow. And those angular rocks. The colour and feel of sunshine. And rain. Growing wildly, or in a flowerpot. Growing on rocks or from the earth below... Can't you just feel the poetry in the curve of a petal or the colour of a fresh leaf? Doesn't the slowly dying bloom make you sigh?