The evening light filters through the dappled leaves <br />as sunset brings a restful gentle breeze <br />and softly sways the branches with such ease <br />as melting wispy cotton coloured clouds <br />drift over trees’ leafy covered crowns. <br />A thousand leaves whisper as they play <br />on the gentle gusting gusts of an ending day <br />and as they whisper in a hush they quietly say <br />we are all so very different in shape and hue <br />but all the same in our respect of You. <br />On the ground a lowly buttercup, yellow glows <br />and in its glowing gladly golden grows <br />surviving mowing and our feet, the balls we throw <br />proudly it announces that, the sun it knows <br />and absorbing all the goodness from the earth below <br />Your splendour in abundance it surely shows. <br />The evening sun is setting, dusk descends <br />the golden buttercup below <br />and sun lit dappled leaves above <br />tell me all I need to know, about Your love.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-i-need-to-know-about-your-love/
