Drops of Gold

Drops of gold dripping from the sky
Got caught mid-air, on a tree standing bare
Shining, glistening globs of gold
Flicking the sun’s rays
What a sight to behold!

The mind silent
My eyes open wide
Mouth agape I watched wonderstruck
Could there be anything more beautiful at sight
This tree of gold, stopping in their tracks passers-by?

Of all God’s creations is this the best yet?
So bright, so beautiful, awesome to the core
Gleaming, shimmering, yellowest of yellow
Hanging in bunches, pretty drops of gold.