Simple Beauty

This is my latest poem published on "Soft  Whispers."

the dewdrops arrive
    and linger on the petals
    of the morning glories;
        their bright faces
        cerulean like a sky,
            unspoiled by clouds.

the trees are calling
    each rustling leaf like a sigh
    of a wood fairy gently drifting;
        sweetly on the breeze
        at the edge of dreams,
            untroubled by time.

the streams are singing
    asking me to stop and listen:
    a half-remembered song;
        to look and wonder,
        to pause and consider,
            beauty in simplicity.