Scented Dreams

Sage scented dreams of beauty and journeys beyond after the sun has bleached the sky with regal strays of blond it turns into a crimson shade of shying pink and rosy glass pouring out its last sweet ray on velvet trees and grass Worship ceremonies, braided leaves of smoldering strong memories grooved on the heart we know where we belong every sorrow gathers here, sometimes we walk alone artist strokes of genius and suddenly we feel at home Pastel colors white washed thoughts of yesterdays that kiss back in days when we were happy and nothing was amiss Former times when I could see colors of an evening sunset those were days of gifted bless with no warrants no regrets Hints of lavender milked soft into the fading of the light there is nothing more I value than the gift of second sight As the artist seals her art the sky turns solid brass while the faded denim sky drops his shadow on the grass . July 2, 2022