We wait Long days, noise, silence Chilled, weakened Fruit has not yet appeared But see wonders Promises of rebirth In you Around you
Month: April 2015
Red on Blue
Sun caresses my closed eyes Birds sing me into silence Buds on branches burst green, pulsing with unseen life Red cardinal lands on limb, fidgets, flies A memory of beauty Majestic red against blue sky A touch of Love on my heart
Not According to Plan 