Alexander Chang
That Beauty The world boasts an ever changing face of garden Plants fall in and fall out of favours Set trends come and diminished fashions forgotten Preferences confuse taste with choices of colours Like an ever altering cinemascope In this mindscape of flux Some mysterious favourites remain a thin hope An instant release attracts keen emotion influx Amidst the numerous stars, moon may stand aloof To dwarf the crown Queen of roses’ simmering fun But when evening primrose invites for hard proof I dream only the daughter of light with fragrance of sun That beauty conquers with confidence and insight That beauty also makes night an easy delight