Eye Of Blue

In nature's realm, a grand display,

The peacock struts in proud array.

Its plumage, a celestial sight,

A kaleidoscope of sheer delight.

A symphony of colors it unfurls,

Turquoise, azure, iridescent swirls.

In graceful dance and regal stance,

A vision of elegance, a royal advance.

Each feather a masterpiece to behold,

A tale of magnificence, centuries old.

Adorning gardens with vibrant grace,

A living gem, a timeless embrace.

In myths and lore, its beauty prevails,

A symbol of pride, as the old tales.

A symbol of love, of splendor untamed,

In cultures revered, its glory proclaimed.

Its courtship dance, a wondrous show,

As the peacock struts in a vibrant flow.

A dance of courtship, a radiant call,

In nature's theater, the grandest of all.

Oh, peacock, in your resplendent hue,

You dazzle skies in every view.

A beauty that time can't dismantle,

In every hue, a sight to kindle.