J Ann Crowder
Love concords, like similes in nature’s alluring bend
Forever promenading silent truths
Procuring a beautiful earth where sun, soil, air, and water collide
Creating a single beating heart
Tis’ timeless are the enduring, touchless sensations of a sun’s invisible kiss upon the fox tails and hydrangeas of summer pastures
Magic are green blades turned golden as a sweetness in delightful dusk is painted of coral bronzers ignited by his burning, naked eye setting upon warm horizons, vanishing beyond an enchantment of shading darkness above
At each day’s end, a sunset bids goodnight, enshrouding us with night’s brilliant duvet
This is love’s endless tide
By and by, her chants dust dawns of morning tides as the glory of song thrushes arise with more sun-blazed kisses
LOVE, spreading her all encompassing wings across land and all living beings
Dressing fields of clover
Lighting a laugh or a rose of soft heather
Illuminating the solo drums of Mother Nature’s each composition
A silhouette of perfect conformity
Orchestrating her single, most majestical masterpiece
Bringing solace and comfort to our eyes
Ushering in more parallels of love within her post germinating, lulling and alluring beats, breaths, and brush stokes dipped in eternal arrays of color
Written August 11, 2018