Wistful wonder

Petals dance shoulder to shoulder. Purple, violet and mauve creating a handful of velvet promises. A life of beautiful purpose, nourishing and self-perpetuating.

Wistful wonder lifts its palm to praise a tangerine sky and lay prone in its' splendor, like an offering to the gods. Take all I have, all I own, for I am yours, a gift to cherish and nurture like a new born child.

Seconds drift into days and into weeks, time moves like a concerto, telling its adventure to the pace of a drum.

A heart gently beats as sure as a lapping wave washes along a crystalline shore. Time has come with a smile of contented acceptance.

A single petal is released and...

For an exquisite breath it floats suspended on a dream before being taken away on a wisp of hope.

M.Moran
25.7.13