Flower Fantasies

As I have already mentioned before, I seem to have a helpless fascination for flowers and can't stop clicking them. Here are some more photos as a result of this madness. :)

A walk under the trees in a wood

I had penned a small poem some time ago that I think goes with this image very well-

 A walk under the trees in a wood,
"Pray, what good will it do?" Why, look around,
the ground is littered with leaves, the earth is soft under the feet,
high above the green boughs meet, and the sun filters through,
leaving dancing spots of sunlight on you. The birds and insects call,
pitter-patter on the leaves the seeds fall,
and all around is the cool and drowsy breeze of the afternoon, whispering of surprises waiting to be discovered.
What good you say? But what better way,
to get a feel of green earth's good magic,
than a walk under the trees in a wood?