Nature is all embracing

Nature is most accepting
It does not pick which to nurture
And all flourishes

The bold and elegant 

The prickly and lowly

The tempting, perhaps toxic

The stately but aged

The quiet and royal

The opportunist, the survivor

The showy and invasive

White is my name

I come petite, dainty, even well-endowed
All inviting

By the pond 

Palm flower

Of a hanging tendril

Of javaapple 

For the garland, for the hair

My many faces

Come, read me by my beak, my eyes, my fluff, my turn and twist

I may not be sleeping

My all encompassing view

Don't trifle with me

You're not kidding!

I still know what's going on behind my back

Nature's pose

Pose, hold
and tilt!
Almost balletic.

An intrusion

It may be a joke
It may be a hoax,
but it ain't a pretty sight!

A-hanging .... what!

A natural and an unnatural sight

A beauty by any other name

Magnificent,
A beauty,
Anywhere, anyhow.

Down by the pond

Up in the tree, albeit a little wet