Nature

The nose smells the sweet rose 

My eyes see the fluttering of wings 

Of the bee that flies close

Through my ears, the wind blowing 

I feel the pain of the thorns 

As well the texture of the yellows corns 

The apples and pears I taste 

The chilies I take out of my mouth in haste 

The vibrance and life that green holds

With hues of rainbows decorate the world 

They all have a signature 

Known very well as our nature