This Morning

This morning after the night's
rainfall the garden sparkled
with the lustre of rain casting
shades and tones of floral
colouration otherwise unseen,
foliage gently laden with shimmering
translucent pearls of water
magnifying their beauty in an
exuberance of natural design.
A cardinal sat high in a tree
trilling its delight with the
morning's promise, then gracefully
descended to the pure, clear water
resting in a bird bath vacated
by a pair of goldfinches, their
flight appearing as though the
brightest and boldest of the
garden's flowers had suddenly
become animated, leaving the
sodden garden soil for the new
exhilaration of adventurous flight.