By J Ann Crowder
You grow on sandy blankets, like springtide's silhouette lighting barren land left behind by winter’s dream
You dip toward a sky’s dotted and dappled, shimmering umbrella
You soak beneath heaven’s lamplight of silky Milky Way
Stars bow to your gaze and a dry, lazy desert entreats your delicate hues dressing her
You are an oasis of pungently sweet aromas amidst stagnant fields of heat
Bees steal your saccharine kisses of nectar—we capture their honeyed delights in jars
You bedazzle lonely beaches yearning for color
You flood empty spaces inside me, filling them with poetry as I paint you with my words
Your luscious pinks and strong edges of reds dance on my thoughts, enlivening visions of stardust on earth’s black cloak
’Tis light pressing against nothingness, creating magic’s luminous song
You press against stark and brittle bones of thirsty, colorless landscapes
You bloom on slight threads, weary and near broken
You exemplify teachings of nature’s eternal truths: Light’s strength is stronger than dark’s heavy veil—when light enters, dark will always part her thick and dreary curtains
Written February 1st, 2017.
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