In a hidden realm where colors dance,
Where nature weaves its vibrant trance,
A creature born of hues profound,
With feathers of the rainbow crowned.
The peacock strides with regal grace,
In moonlit gardens, a sacred space.
Its plumes unfurl, a cosmic array,
A symphony of colors in a grand display.
Emerald greens and sapphire blues,
Golden yellows, like morning dews.
A palette rich, a masterpiece divine,
Each feather a chapter, a tale to intertwine.
In the dawn's embrace, the peacock sighs,
As the sun paints the canvas of the skies.
Its feathers shimmer with ethereal light,
A celestial dance in the morning bright.
Each plume tells a story, a silent song,
Of ancient forests where dreams belong.
Mystical echoes in the rustling leaves,
As the peacock weaves its tapestry of eaves.
Crimson reds, like the heart's desire,
Ignite the flames of a celestial fire.
The peacock's dance, a mesmerizing sight,
Ignites the day and banishes the night.
In twilight's embrace, the colors meld,
A kaleidoscope where dreams are held.
The peacock guards the secrets untold,
In the feathers of the rainbow, stories unfold.
Azure skies reflected in its gaze,
As the peacock treads on stardust maze.
A cosmic ballet, a celestial waltz,
In the feathers of the rainbow, life exalts.
A palette of dreams, of magic untold,
In feathers of the rainbow, legends unfold.
Each quill whispers of forgotten lore,
As the peacock roams forevermore.
Yet, amidst the splendor, a lesson rings,
In the dance of colors, a melody sings.
For in every hue, a connection we find,
A reminder that all of us are intertwined.
So, let the feathers of the rainbow soar,
In the heart's expanse, forevermore.
For in their beauty, in their radiant sheen,
Lies the essence of a world unseen.
In the tapestry of life, where colors gleam,
The peacock's feathers, a vibrant dream.
A lyrical ode to nature's grand design,
In the feathers of the rainbow, we entwine.
In gardens where colors dance,
A creature of elegance, in a mystic trance.
With feathers of the rainbow, a splendid array,
The peacock unfolds its beauty each day.
Emerald green, a regal sheen,
The peacock's plume, a living dream.
Sapphire blues that gracefully sway,
As if the sky itself found a way.
Golden hues, a sunlit kiss,
Adorning the tail, a divine abyss.
Each feather tells a tale untold,
Of mysteries and wonders, manifold.
A symphony of colors in harmonious delight,
As the peacock struts, a breathtaking sight.
The dance of iridescence, a celestial show,
Feathers of the rainbow in a vibrant flow.
In hues of amethyst, royal and bold,
The peacock's story, ancient and old.
A mosaic of beauty, a living art,
Woven by nature, a masterpiece from the start.
Crimson flames, like a fiery desire,
Flicker in the feathers, setting hearts afire.
The peacock's canvas, a masterpiece true,
Painted by nature in a brilliant hue.
Eyespots, like orbs of ethereal gaze,
Intricate patterns that time amaze.
A cosmic design on feathers unfurled,
A celestial tapestry in the natural world.
With each rustle, a symphony of sound,
The peacock's presence, a royal crown.
Feathers of the rainbow, a treasure untold,
In the heart of nature, a story unfolds.
So, in gardens where colors entwine,
Watch the peacock, a creature divine.
Feathers of the rainbow, a celestial decree,
A living poem of nature's symphony.
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