In the Warmth of His Gaze!

Wafting her heady perfume,
The water lily yearns for her love.
Nectar she proffers for free,
Pollen to feast for her amor!

Her patient wait never in vain,
On swift wings arrives her swain.
To his frenzied wingbeats she shivers,
In anticipation, her petals a quiver!

From stamen to stamen darts he,
Gorging himself greedily of pollen,
Rubbing and dashing on the pistils,
Unknowingly, she with progeny he blesses!

Pleased, he alights on a leaf,
Spreading out his wings to dry.
Basking in the warmth of the sun,
Bee and lily do know, nature is kind!

Above, as he traverses the heavens,
Quietly, silently, watches the sun.
Beneath, as drama mundane unfolds,
By virtue of the warmth of his gaze!