Colors In Bloom

Colors in bloom Soft linen on a bed with a scattered bit of lace Outside the window sings a hummingbird in full view Colors in bloom The way she combed her hair & delicate skin Now where do I even begin A sacred place next to an opened door A given chance at which to explore Through oval stone on its basement board A clearing of grass through the sun lit mast We then hold hands in which to embrace a bond of simple taste Every path that one takes simply can't be retraced Although many would like to go back in time To wander again in a given chance at which to pretend Still what does that matter now we should never look back at the plough It's not in the know rather its simply in the know how Colors in bloom filtered through the room A radiance of light that seems way out of sight You meet me half way to kiss so very sweet A given chance at which to kindly meet & greet With vast colors in bloom on a brightened Sunday morn No corner stone unmoved through the tide that was turned Hurry up and learn so that what is left will not be burned Through a symbolic decorated vase we can capture a smile from a very lonesome maid, The debt that your suffering inside has already been paid Colors in bloom rough the fall scene in decorated light for all to see !