Palest peach petals soft as fur,
spidery arms
flowing to earth.
Breathe in , breathe out.
Sun filtered by greens, browns, and grays,
shapely green leaves
whispering low.
Breathe in, breathe out.
Jasmine vines wrapping and twisting,
inward, outward.
Tinkle of chimes.
Breathe in, breathe out.
BHW
Author: BHW
I am an octogenarian, mother, grandmother, wife, sister, friend, voracious reader, and amateur poet. I am dedicated to keeping both my mind and body active through yoga and tai chi, walks with my dog, rich discussion with my book club and 80+ groups, and numerous other activities. I have a deep curiosity about the world and its inhabitants.
July 20, 2014 at 5:08 pm
This is beautiful too! The power of now is so strong, isn’t it?!
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