Moved by the cascade of winds, A palette of bombarding florets, Browsing on the bushes, Glinted now and then, Forasmuch, gazers adored the beauty of the gazelle, .. But then, The Pruner incised the gimped foibles Marking the surplus alpines Rearing the sorbent vivers, Yet, Let the prickles stay, Inorder to, prevent its fragility from the predators! .. Glistening through the widened lens He lingers day and night admonishing the lingy phytologies; Imbibing the lopping ontologies; Wherewith, Burgeoning to new beginnings! .. Hidden in thorns, Bloomed A versatile flower (angelpaul) . . Follow @angelpaul . .