In a world of flavors, where tastes alchemize,
Orchid and Butter were pleasing my eyes.
As I gazed at a plate, with Croissant so ripe,
There came a conversation, for a breakfast delight.
Orchid, the master of being self aware,
Spoke of its beauty, infusing the air.
"Butter, my friend, though I strive for the smooth,
My allure most enriches with visual soothe.
Croissant here’s all crunchy, yet I feel peaceful grace,
It must be the smoothness that you bring to the taste.
While my velvety beauty is clear and true,
I am pleased and delighted to make plate-pals with you.”
With a peaceful voice, in full harmony pace,
Butter flowed like a river a thought to embrace:
"All my layers of richness are heavenly taste.
Though, it takes proper setting for them to amaze.
Dear sweet Orchid, my nature is creamy and light,
Yet it’s crunchy and beauty that add to delight.
For the smoothness is truly like music divine —
When it all harmonizes for simply sublime.
About the Creator
Oksana Z.
Everything speaks. I love conveying the amazing things that transpire. The profoundly simple is often simply profound, and it is my joy to vocalize and share on.
Hall of mirrors
Things used to matter, before all the noise. And at that time when things still had meaning, there had been dreaming too, when dreams still mattered. And the brightest dream from those times was full of mountains and seas and smiles and the types of passion that absorbs you the way a dog is absorbed by witnessing something for the first time: with absolute presence, and awe.
By Giulia Viti3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (1)
This was such a wonderful poem! I loved it!