One sees and observes closely
How a fallen dried twig , quickly
wriggles and sways , writhes
down a muddy path , I spy !!
That was a snake , gosh
Hope it doesn't nip my toes
It doesn't end there
The miracles of nature
What you thought
Lying unobserved on a spot
was a clod of garden mud
Jumps and lands with a thud
You have just met
the toad wild , no pet
It is a nature's way of hoodwinking
Where things change in eye's blinking
What appeared a pretty flower
flies away , leaving its bower
Sometimes it will hover
Its bright colours glower
You have encountered
the many splendored
Butterfly and moth
Telling you the truth
A squirrel chats
In the tree flats
You see an emerald leaf falling
it catches the wind, appalling
And flies away alas
Like the barbet it was
A bird amazingly melodious
all varieties are green glorious
A vine dangles down
A larva slithers , on its own
looks like a clown
dressed in furry gown
It is a magical world
A tree root hisses cold
Every green tendril nudging
May not be a serpent thing
A tree trunk
grows bling
Overnight , clumps
of shiny resin
It is a fairy world
that has unfold(ed)
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