the ingratiating <br />mersmerising <br />mind blowing <br />pinkish hue <br />of this bloom <br />even the goddess <br />would dance <br />in a frenzy <br />to its charm <br />the stately perch <br />of this moth <br />even the best of zen monk <br />would envy <br />the whole world rests on its wings <br />the insect call in the amazon forest <br />a new chorus to a million year old song <br /> <br />inspired by <br /> <br />A Moth the hue of this <br />Haunts Candles in Brazil. <br />Nature's Experience would make <br />Our Reddest Second pale. <br />Nature is fond, I sometimes think, <br />Of Trinkets, as a Girl. <br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/insect-call/
