Light Fingers
Light fingers
touching blossoms
to the vine;
I've seen these
at sunrise;
when I took time
to pause...
become silent
uncovering from a season's dark
I aired, opened
to new brightness....
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2016
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