A wisp of pollen diffuses in warmth of sunshine
Sporting happiness colourful butterflies flitted
Stopping over hedges, groves, flowers
Capering and tantalizing with a nudge
“Catch me if you can!”
Tripping boulders a river cascades down a gorge
In lull of disembodied shadows
Sunshine peeps and glides through interstices
Light and shadow adrift alternates
Contours heavenly bliss,tacitly cajoles
“Touch me if you can!”
