The water glistened,
Throwing up diamonds into the sky.
Each drop shimmering silver
As it fell onto the gold flakes
cast down by the Sun.
Cool fingers of the wind
Rushed through the trees,
Dancing with the leaves.
Donned in her very best robes,
Mother Nature stood bejeweled.
Casually elegant to the very end.
This was written in response to the Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Elegant