I stand and view In awe the flowers across the way, Wearing between the spray Limbs of green and brown. Leaves flow from the branches, As the blossoms spread to bare Sweet fragrance on the wind. Colors wind within the blooms, And share a sweet perfume To dazzle all my senses Before the flower dies. I stand unable to look beyond The beauty amidst the orchids. It is no secret that the delicate bouquet Is as fragile as it is fair. I look across the way, And see beyond the petals and the green. Amidst the orchids, I stand so close and yet so far To view the petals on display. Amidst the orchids I stand in awe Of the petals, the fragrance, and the day.