a season past where tears formed streams
cherry blossoms now burst in spring
where lightening seared a rift in oak
the vine is mending a path of hope
the winter offered barren cold
there’s feasting in our forest I’m told
voices seek two hearts to mend
harmonic tones a heavenly blend
dawn’s release of sun to sky
a tear emerges from my eye
all the words that will ever be
cannot express nature’s beauty
The poet’s united prompt for the day is Enlightenment. How are you enlightened?
(If you click the dove, she looks up close and personal)