Le Sacre
time held me
full fresh lush
and green in
golden vibrant spring
songs rang to
a silent pulse
throbbing beneath my feet
from a presence
sensed unseen
a heady fragrance
rides on air
from blooms diverse
in shape and hue
the pungent loam
of opened soil
yields a generous bounty
of fruit from
the fertile earth
let us be one
among all that moves
playing to the music
of the intimate dance
of time and light
Copyright © David Sermersheim | Year Posted 2017
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