Friday, August 24, 2007
Bright morning sunshine
Butterflies skim the meadow;
A warm breeze billows.
Shadows on the trees
Dance lightly in the sunshine;
Wind and light combine.
Warm gentle breeze blows
Bringing smells from the forest:
Childhood memories.
The road is silent;
Leaves hang muted on the trees;
Hush! The shadows speak.
Shaking in the wind
Plant's leaves quiver and tremble--
A small ecstasy.
Tiny white flowers
Join others in harmony
Forming Queen Anne's Lace.
Dark the dappled woods;
Path of light draws me onward
To a place of rest.
Tiny orange blossoms
Illumine the large green leaves:
Jewel weed blossoming.
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