"It was a sunny bright evening, an evening so calm, The kind of evening that was inviting me with an outstretched arm. So I decided to spend an hour doing almost nothing, Sitting and enjoying the best of what nature could bring. Getting up from my chair, I thought I'd take a stride Then there was a bumble bee that suddenly came by my side. There was a kind of music as the bee flapped its wing, Music so perfect that no one could ever sing. Walking little further, I spotted a butterfly Which was hovering over the flowers and then soaring high And I came to the conclusion as I was on my knees, Not the richest of queens was dressed like one of these. My evening hour in the garden was very well spent And now I know what beauty and music really meant."
Poem by Pearlyn