Rosy rosebuds seek the sun at sunrise
With each silk-petal, sensually unfurled:
Perfumed, and pearlescent beneath its eyes,
Moist with morning-dew: and the sunrays curled
Emanate such pure vapours of delight:
Caress with a gleamy touch and pleasure,
In Nature's game of fecundity bright,
Manifesting life in silent leisure:
Birds, of all varieties, are chirping
In vibrant atmosphere, —exuberant;
In perfect orchestration they're harping
With spring and souls cheerfully susurrant;
Fresh hopes and dreams rise in luminescence:
Existence, —and its splendorous essence!
Morning symphony of the nature with rose being the main melody.5+++ piece
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Mesmerized with your artistic wand. Loved it.