Poems [ Vol 3 ] Everything Sweet

/ bloom

Let us linger here a while. In the midst of summer's arrival we lie - a bed of grass in lingering spring. Passing us by the day sustains in motion while two take a journey into our true being. Pale skies and sunny rays gleaming between, the glow radiates deep from underneath. Spiraling, swimming, just two existing in a dream.

Blue irises glittering like the fresh shower of rain drops reflecting. A garden that's growing, from a bed of grass to nature flowing - the looming life moves, sways, rustles in the wind that blew. In the heart of the true bloom - we too, among the grass groove.

Oh! what sweet fruit towering free, ripened anew and fell off the tree. A tasteful event we eat it complete, engulfing the treat leaving nothing but a stub of a stem to be.

These spring days of which remain - simple and free like life cycling through. Pouring our thoughts like seeds into the earth, the expanse surrounding just kept transcending into some new form unending. Plants planting profoundly I opened my heart like the flower petals around me. This trance, oh how our minds danced, filled the air with life and full laughs.

The white morning glory, there - I saw it peaking. Among the horizon it was a silhouette, a silhouette that grew freely. Couldn't fully see it, but how we knew - it was a beauty you could feel too.

A divinity, immersed in the quiet of a day that lasted. A connection - in the spring we breathed. Some dimension - in a grassy field we traveled. We found something in the presence of a summer coming to be.

And while the sun goes down - a striking orange zest painted, a luminous hue shaded - the garden of flowers stayed planted, remaining.

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