Glimpses of beauty

The dazzling sun on green plains and hills
And the exquisite moon that thrills
Village kids to games of hide and seek
At gullies of ecstasy and joyous peak.

The heaps of snow on temperate forest
And swarms and springs on graceful vest
Like a goddess of alluring junoesque,
Or a flamboyant tree of charming statuesque.

Like the flower's fragrance that gathers butterfly,
Or the gentle wind that soar the eagle's high,
Beauty craves for conscious eyes to behold,
Glimpses flashes on; that nothing can withhold.

Every moment marvelously present it elegance,
As that of the elephant and the Lion's resonance
That travel across mountain and pinnacle
Announcing to those near and distant, this ever lucent miracle.

By Okim Otu