Be still; half-close your
eyes, and listen to the sound
of the universe.
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Be still; half-close your
eyes, and listen to the sound
of the universe.
A dream in scarlet
twilight gently falls, and blooms
glow with inner light.
Deep, intense, vibrant
pink: yellow: words can’t convey
begonia beauty.
I was here before
you came, and when you are gone
I will still be here.
In full, lively bloom
yellow weeds absorb sunlight
nod to the river.
Tenacious nature
squeezes gently through the wall
will not be denied.
Ivy snakes around
a tree, tall, strong and rooted
providing a home.
Hedges, trees, put on
a show of joy and welcome
display their blossoms.
A single, perfect
golden weed amidst the leaves
dandelion love.
Trees get cold feet too
bushy shrubs pay attention
wrap themselves around.