Photography Of The Red Symphony

Morning arrives, the young photographer
Goes to the fountain crowned by the rainbow
And photographs all the flowers, of red hue,
Proudly surrounding the fountain with the birds voice.
Sunlight brings out the smiles of the red petals,
And the soft heat undresses the pink blossoms.

Returning in the quiet afternoon,
The elated photographer sits down
On the bench opposite the flowers
And photographs the napping view.
The green leaves recline on the moist soil,
Whilst the flowers dream quick dreams.

Night falls: the wistful photographer
Returns once more to the fountain
Glowing like a full moon in the rushing seasons.
He climbs on top of the railings around the flowers
And photographs them as they dance to the music
Of the laughing voices and wind beaten by the rushing cars.