Dreaming in golden afternoons
Telling of long summers
Not yet ended.
Find me holding you there
Lightly to a touch
We tell all those things
Seen along the way.
Will you still be here
With springtime?
April showers perhaps?
And scurry for cover
Under the mossy rock ledge?
Will you show me those places
Only you might see
on a starry night?
Maybe, then, we might forget
consuming our time.
What is this time?
How we found little blue flowers
Did you see them?
Hidden among the drying grass.
Or were you dreaming
While I crouched to trace
Little furrows in the sand
Casting long shadows
On a late October afternoon.
This verse is beautiful in its clarity. You have a very strong voice here.
It is a song for nature and lovers, and the nature of lovers, who move through connection like seasons. So much to be discovered, so much beauty to share and explore.
thank you poetreearborist… it was a beautiful afternoon…I had to try and capture it somehow before winter comes and I have to wait another year