Outside my window

 And the earth brought forth... And God saw that it was good 
and the evening and the morning were the third day. 

Genesis 1:12–13

In the cool of the morning,

You open to drink dew drops

For breakfast tea,

To bask in the rising sun.

From my window I see you,

Bright and boasting

God's artistic talents, 

His creative skill, 

For here you bloom,

Some million dawns later, 

As you bloomed that 

Third morning in Eden.