Guest guest Posted March 20, 1999 Report Share Posted March 20, 1999 Hi all.Happy Spring Something I wrote in 1989 Awakening to Spring The meadow morning of melting moonbeams moves and slowly speaks my name. Silently standing by sunny stream, telling of thoughts words can't explain. She warmly whispers to frosty diamonds of dew that they must now become so when they hear the budding call they'll celebrate with spakling song. The dreaming daybreak glimmers and dances rhythms the petals of pulsing heart, drums on the web of ancient green opens my eyes the symphony starts. He tenderly tunes the reeds of March teaching the total harmony, twirls and touches the tassles of time and drinks of the maple's melody. The birthing hour of forgotten flowers celestially colors the chord of my soul, embracing my essence while singing a smile laughing new secret from long ago. They playfully kiss their child of answers look at each other then turn to me and unvieling their spirits, extending their hands, they love, they share, invite me, come,.... see. From : Mountain Musings Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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