a flow of thought

In my thoughts I form a verse
showing that beauty is scarce,
I searched high and even low
I swear I never had such a blow,
I’ve been stricken from the deep
All the night kept loosing sleep,
In my head there’s just one thing
Is this flower bloom in spring,
spreading pollen attracting bees
to produce the best of trees,
spread the beauty for this world
here and there everywhere hurled,
flower carpets will surround
where your beauty is abound.