Mystical mixture in woods today <br />Of dappling sunlight and soft breeze <br />Heady with bell-scent which, when heightened <br />By sky-blue shades, eyeing me shyly <br />Through every pooled patch, very easily <br />Capture the feel of azure delight. <br />Such a mesmeric sight of swaying <br />Bluebell mass, heaven-hued paradise <br />Accosting my senses, embraces <br />My soul. Knowing that soon it will end <br />I resolve to absorb more wonder <br />Of blooms wafting true 'self-reliance, ' <br />Moving to view this abundance, face <br />The truth that here there is no pretence.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bluebell-experience/
