Thursday, August 17, 2017

Le Sacre

time held me
full fresh lush
and green in
golden vibrant spring

songs rang to
a silent pulse
throbbing beneath my feet
from a presence
sensed unseen

a heady fragrance
rides on air
from blooms diverse
in shape and hue

the pungent loam
of opened soil
yields a generous bounty
of fruit from
the fertile earth

let us be one
among all that moves
playing to the music
of the intimate dance

of time and light

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