The way that birdsong bids its welcome to the rising sun,
breaks bonds of night
and shatters silence—
The way the early morning breeze fragments the satin surface of the water,
ruffles the palm fronds,
infuses breaths of dawn with pungent fragrance—
The way the flow of water feels upon my skin,
cleanses the chimera of dreams,
the tastes of kisses—
These are the ways
I shall remember now.
Submitted to dVerse Poets’ Pub, Meeting the Bar I have the honor of hosting today. The theme is living in the moment. I hope you’ll stop by and share a poem. I am dealing with a family issue for the next few days, but will do my best to comment when I can. Because of this, I am not able to post Write2Day this week, so I hope the prompt at dVerse will serve that purpose. Thank you, my poet friends.
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