Life's Femininity

The leaves falling green Couple the wind as they Tumble by. Dust rises and fall With the whistle of the lips of Branches in trees And stand amazed. The sun shining bright Permeates the flight of migrating birds Their wings flap in perfect harmony. They sing the song of a new day. At the sight of you, I hold my head to the rhythm Of cars passing so to catch a glimpse of you. Radiant as the sun You come Sweeping by; Rays of light touch your glory, And the sun comes shining Through. As you move to the rhythm Of the folding grass Beneath your feet, And touch the meadows dew The leaves fall against The rhythm of the trees As they bow to your Anticipation.