Cradled By Petals
I stroll beneath lavish trees
exploring the break of morning freely,
and through a swarm of boughs' embrace
jasmines twirl around the edges
like a mystical dance of floral sway ,
their perfume...haunting.
A light breeze awakens,while
crystal dew grows quiet,
as if grasses were holding their breaths.
Now laying on soft cradle of petals,
my world becomes Aurora's dome:
I forget that I'm old - that I'm expiring;
though I know it is here I can rest
in my secret garden of limitless dreams.
Contest: Chase Travis' Limits
by nette onclaud 8/4/2014
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2015
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