A crimson sunrise,frosted forest fields glisten,a lonely heartbeat. The morning blossoms,a doe bows at the river,soft blessings chanted. Sitting cross-legged,dark clouds give way to blue skies,eyes closed, time stopped. The kettle whistles,rising from my window seat,the new day begins.
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On Your Birthday
On rain swept days or sun struck mornings I sit upon this marble bench in your rose garden, And sigh your name and wonder … If you can see the mist that clouds my eyes, If you can feel the beat of my heart quicken If you can see my body shudder as I shedContinue reading “On Your Birthday”