A blade of grass in a field
Bending in the breeze.
Each tiny droplet shining against the
Fantastically green blade, reflecting the
Gaze of the sun.
How is it that
I can never completely see all of the
Jewels of beauty that it within
Longer I look, the more I see, the
More I want to recreate. A
Never-ending source of beauty, containing its
Own simple elegance.