Sunday, May 3, 2015
Spring Magic
Spring leaf veined
Minnow's winding way
Tiny tadpole tails
Wriggling with life
Salamander darting
Sun to shade
Tiny child fingers
On dandelions
Blue sky canopy
White cloud curtains
Floating freely
In the breeze
Butterfly dancing
Barely afloat
Rising; falling
On flower-like wings
Have we forgotten
The nobility of trees?
The proud oak;
Humble willow crying?
Dogwood blossoms
And honeybees
Brown fertile earth
All but sighing
Lazily drifting
By the stream
Gurgling a lullaby
To the lost
Silent round stones
Echoing dreams
Over a carpet
Of velvet moss
Walk with me
Beneath the sun
While the web
Still holds some dew
Smile with me
Till day is done
And magic
Comes alive in you
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