Hidden Wings:
Brief An intermission in the stormy skies Looming, I have a few minutes before my next "have to" with my camera jumping out of my pocket I wander simply Among the planted garden looking for raindrops glistening on Branches, petals with the hints of fresh sunshine illuminating Tiny jewels, my eye catches a damp but wonderful Iris Her petals clumped together like chewed purple gum, not much Of a wonder and yet I am drawn so I carefully lift her petals to uncover her beautiful layers and ruffles to my surprise A creature stirs beneath The petal I just turned I jump with a start Then move in slowly to see A moth hunkered down Trying to weather out The storm he is safe And dry and curious We stare at each other Neither of us move blink But I did admire his natural abilities For quite a long time my nose to the Petals wondering how long this creature Was quiet listening to the rain Pouring and then it starts Again