Free....

Tis morning
The sun is shining
As birdsong
Lies floating on the breezes
Carryingb the silken wings
Of a myriad coloured butterflies
That flitter
Amongst fresh wayward wildflowers
Accompanied by the droning hum
Of the humble bumble bee
Before my eyes
Lies the undulating tapestry
Of natures beauty
I pass through this portal
Of a world that might of been
Unpolluted
Unmolested
Free

by Jemia