Friday, March 13, 2009
Layers of spring awake from dreaming
hill, meadow, and tree aglow in radiant gleaming,
call to the soul.
New buds burgeoning in sensual scent
perfuming sunlit breezes, shadows dim.
Seductive bird song's magic trill
blending with light, bending the will,
binding the heart.
Wrapped in fragrant luminous arms
hearing, seeing, sensing, soul to earth belongs.
Snowcapped mountains swept with light
invite communion's clear, deep sight,
one within the other.