I Saw It The Way It Was Poem by Vera Sidhwa

I saw it the way it was.
The sun drops kissed the flower.
It resulted in a blossoming shower,
Of beauty at it's best.

The sunlit scenery was at it's best.
I stared at it without a rest.
The rays scattered in a beautiful array,
Made my mind spin with happiness.


What was the best, do you want to know?
It was that I couldn't figure out this God's show.
Only He was the maker here,
And I merely the looker here.