Plumage Perfection

In a garden of emerald green,

Amongst the flowers, a peacock is seen,

Its feathers shimmer like a rainbow bright,

A sight that fills the heart with pure delight.

Each plume a masterpiece of design,

A work of art so truly divine,

With colors that blend and swirl in grace,

A symbol of elegance in every place.

The peacock struts with regal pride,

Its beauty impossible to hide,

A creature of wonder, so unique,

Captivating all who dare to seek.

So let us marvel at this bird so grand,

With plumage like a painted hand,

A masterpiece of nature's perfection,

A true symbol of divine connection.