my words for you

If my words reach your eyes

or in your ears, let them also

touch your heart, your spirit

in a way that’s soft and gentle

soothing and calming

like keys on a piano in the treble clef

or the strings on a violin that make

the cilia like hairs on your arms and

legs stand up and dance, t’if a warm

breeze titillating them

if by chance my words inspire to picture

in your mind of cool sparkling brooks and

streams so clear the eyes can see pink

salmon running, deer drinking from them and

upon its banks are strewn of flowery meadows

to reminisce of memories fond and loving

even if they cause tears to flow from missing

love ones of those that have come and gone

and even of loves faltered and hearts scorned,

days forlorn, now passing of dissipated mourn

if my words have touched your sensibilities

then i shall have painted on your diurnal canvas

for you to appreciate and share of what is

in our hearts, our souls

blessed

Spring in March is coming soon so in my dream

i dreamt of warm breezes, of calm and peace

while sitting underneath my pink blossoming

Crabtree

i sat in silence, thought i heard the flower open,

the Sun rise, letting the petals of the flower feed

from its fingertips of rays and ever so clearly listen

to an avian chorus praise the beginning of today

my heart flutters with joy, blessed to witness this

and feel my spirit dancing within as the purple

passion unabashedly displays its color, the lilac

shares Itself so that all can sense the waft of day

shall ride this moment for all its worth because i

know not all are witness to this, for some cannot

see or smell, feel breezes that make flowers dance

or be seduced by the morning, dusk or night, their

great misfortunes in life provide them little chance