My soul is framed
Between smooth days and weathered thoughts
Balanced to create a simple beauty
That is beyond my comprehension.
Drifting and etched into newness
Softened by the ravages of time
Stronger when pieced together
I hold within eternity.
This is the perfect imperfection
Each so different yet beautifully moved
Into a new being we become solid
Standing in a place of peace
We rise and come to rest complete.
In quiet gardens we watch
day to day changes that come forth
everday green bursting
alive with the gentle color
of a morning sky
tinges of pink herald the coming
of beauty for eyes to behold
tiny gifts of love
blessed by the hand from above.
Tender flowers dot the landscape here
as we walk along the quiet streets
lost in our thoughts gazing beyond
at houses dark, not yet stirring
and in secret places between the green
small blossoms peer at us as if to say
good morning, come enjoy our love
for it’s not long that we stay
and we say farewell and move along
finding with each turn something new
as life blooms all around us
we smile and feel the peace
of another beautiful day
as it comes to life
in color.
Photo taken in our front garden, enjoying the many lovely colors and each day on our walk, we seem to find new enchantment abound on each street we move down.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 