even the smallest of creatures embrace the sky
open their tender wings to the silvery morning sun
the flowers in the woods whisper their story
in perfect likeness listen
hidden behind the shadows of the mossy grasses
even the smallest of creatures knows her heart
tender strength is hidden inside her soft petals
where subtle scents mix with happy songs
and as the new sun arises high into the sky dome
the clouds taste once more so sweet and ripe
in the reflection of the the flowing crystal water
even the smallest of creatures - yes, even they...
are open and ready to pour out to you
in and through this golden eternal path
which connects all of us and me to you

(for Princess Nataraj)