Wooing butterflies

The clouds stretched languidly, in silent camaraderie with the dogs lolling about lazily, curling, plonking into spaces of comfort and bliss.. birds flitted around, in earnest call, for the world to celebrate by their side, and hear the happy songs in their heart.. amidst incessant sounds of encore following them around.. flowers wooed butterflies swaying to the music of intoxicating hues and fragrances.. palms stood tall and proud, trying to maintain their stern aura, despite Nature’s unabashed show of love.. a heron glided down, in delicate symphony, each step creating a dance of life and death, its keen eye and hushed demeanour, camouflaging both intent and presence with every swoop and capture.. lush overgrowth clothed the marshy land with greens of every shade, shape and size. Making poets of my thoughts, that came together in pure symmetry, painting a divine ode to this moment.