What Is... Poem by Michael Devant

When you woke up early and saw the sun shines
Ever more brightly yet subtle and thin
And the clouds made a perfect abstract lines
As if they whispered in secrets to evenly match the earth heroine skin...

When you smell the air as fresh as the dew may delivered
Ever more bold yet warm and gentle
And the flowers sways and dance and shivered
Which was shadowed by the trees old mantle...

And that is when you start to mumble in so many different rhyme
You try to speak but all your intention is nothing more than a simple mime
That is when night and day slips away with time
And all the dark colors turns to bright blue, green and yellow lemon lime
Then you can buy the whole world with only a dime...

That is love, in it's purest nature
So oblivious and humble
Never need of a second fixture
It is for us all, for us all to stumble...