The skies gentler shade than the seas <br />is hidden momentarily in the breeze. <br />The clouds that are colourfully crystallised <br />by the warm beckoning sun in our eyes. <br />The little bird that swoops and dives <br />flies the freeways of the skies. <br /> <br />While deep in the evergreen below, <br />the breeze bends flowers to and fro. <br />As gentle waters of the stream <br />reflects the sun in diamond shaped gleams. <br />As beneath the rippling waters surface <br />algae and underwater weed is spread out like a velvet green sash. <br /> <br /> <br />(Date Written Unknown)<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/early-works-catacombs-of-natural-beauty/
