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