Nature offers me plates of dreams:
the aromatic fragrance
teases my appetites.
I take with gusto and hope;
perhaps they're my present yardstick
to the depths of tomorrow!
But how much do i take, for in the sun
like a mountain of ice
away the dreams're melt?
Interesting poem. I liked the title and had to read the poem. I think nature is beautiful and creates a lot of inspiration that turns into masterpieces like this.