Well trod paths
wind through
the green
and each step forward
in the muck and mud
takes us further
deeper
into the secrets
unknown
to all but
those that live
with rich soil
within the soul
You are a beacon
shining bright
in the shadows
a welcoming
splash of vibrantcy
in a world
of darkness and
shades of gray
and every day
as I find you
and that first
“I love you”
is given
my life lights up
once more
Delving in
to green and dark
but unable
to dance
with other’s spark
sharp pain
a poisoned spear
digging deep
beneath the skin
shadows whisper
a promise given
lie down
and
we’ll come to you
Open faces
greet the rain
eager for each
cold drip
that patters down
from on high
and sunny petals
bob in the breeze
to greet brightly
and remind us all
that there’s still
time left
before winter’s bite
arrives
Seasons shift
with a vibrant sigh
as yellow and orange
bleed bright
into verdant green
as droplets fall
to bathe the world
in the cleansing
wash of rain
and in a breath
autumn
greets the senses
in a celebration
of scents
Wet grass
and soaked shoes
sloppy puddles
and muddy fields
the rain is back
once again
so very missed
by earth and man
that the world seems
to sigh in relief
as I lie in the chill
on the sopping ground
and smile gratitude
to the weeping sky