Exotic Shelter.

Placing the vase along the rushing stream,
He scanned the vicinity like an owl,
The friendly chirp sounded,
As the kaleidoscope of colours flooded the sunlight.

Poised in position,
He carved the ornament with skill,
Peaceful he felt,
Among the running breeze of calmness.

Red of fire,
Blue of crystal,
Green of pine,
Cyan of sky,
Silver of dignity.

Prejudice hid itself,
While he continued with that mastered hand,
A beautiful collage surfaced,
Grandeur was that.

To You I offer,
This art as sacrifice.
My God,
You are my guardian forever.