Nature's Jewels

In my emerald-green garden
nature nurtures clusters of
tiny, round fruit upon a
planted vine, allowing me 
the fond fiction that tending 
to the welfare of this 
edible-bearing vine results 
in pleasure at my table,
where in fact it is the soil
nature has provided, 
the sun she sets high above, 
with the occasional interruption 
of its blazing majesty to 
usher in clouds obscuring the 
sapphire sky, dropping rain 
like diamonds from above, 
settling upon the fruit like 
gleaming, priceless pearls.