Starlings murmurate against the sun

A thousand birds moving as one

Patterns that end as soon as begun

Butterflies spread wings to fly

Dance for a day, flourish and die

A lifetime lived in the blink of an eye

Sun comes up since the dawn of time

Always the same but always sublime

Colours of light that are truly divine

Bluebells carpet the forest in blue

Explode with colour a month or two

Then sleep through the winter before they renew

Wabi, a quiet and simple prayer

Sabi, the beauty that comes with wear

A life of beautiful moments to share

(Wabi-sabi: appreciating beauty that is imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete, in nature. Acceptance of the cycle of life and death.)