Meditations In the Meadow
Meditations in the Meadow
Red rock mesas,
Majestic jagged crowns,
Crystal ice castles --
Absence of sound.
Bracing breezes, crimson cheeks,
Silver teardrops, frosty breath,
Crackling fires, warm gloves --
Standing on sacred ground.
Intriguing fragrances swirl,
Mesmerizing a puppy’s essence,
Gleaming nose inhaling deep
Guardian angels abound.
Iridescent fairy whispers,
Quixotic elven promises,
Soft butterfly kisses;
Spinning me around.
Departure imminent,
Memories essential,
Connections eternal;
Discernment found.
Copyright © Miss Sassy | Year Posted 2015
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