Peter Wilson Poet Free verse

Barefoot Amongst the Bluebells

Barefoot amongst the bluebells 

Beneath the canopy of trees so high,
A sea of bluebells catches the eye,
A soft carpet of petals and leaves,
As I tread barefoot, my soul perceives.

The fragrance of spring fills the air,
A symphony of scents beyond compare,
My steps light and free, without a care,
Through the bluebells, I wander and stare.

Peter Wilson.

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Beata Agustin March 4, 2023 at 3:36 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.