Dancing in the early morning breeze...



Dancing in the early morning breeze,
the bloom celebrates joie de vivre.
Eager to shower in the first heat of sun,
the flower spread it wings.

Rocking, on the thin branches of the garden shrub,
it smiled at all hearts awake.
I, witnessing the sport all alone,
clicked many a times for a still.

It swayed and swayed,
challenging me every time.
I clicked and clicked
in timely response.

And here is the reward -
A full bloomed Rosemallow
in its entire splendor,
shining in the dark backdrop.