I just can't do this....

I can't tell you how blue the sky was yesterday

or

how tall the trees seemed

or

how the sun warmed my bones

I can't tell you how the budding tree in the cottage's front yard

was playing a tune called

"the millions of bees"

opera

I can't tell you how dreamy the wild flowers were

growing up from under

tumbled over

moss covered

termite eaten

tree trunks

I can't tell you how tender and gentle

the water cress looked as it blanketed

the little creek

I can't tell you the shade of purple these wild flowers were
as humans have never been able to duplicate it
so there's no name for it

I can't tell you how fun it was to hike up
this dry creek bed
with nothing to walk on but
moss covered rocks and flimsy tree trunks

and
I can't tell you how cool I think mother nature
is for creating
spongey fungus
~~
but I can try to show you
~~
unless you'd rather just come with me next time
?