Summer Iris
I lie imprisoned within my own
Walls,
Yet before me unfolds the silken white petals
Of ethereal rest.
Emerging before me, the spectacle stands
Like the salutation of an aurora borealis
Scudding across a cold northern land.
Bending before me in arching silence,
Translucent caverns of luminosity
Turn in the halo of late summer light.
Radiance reflects off early morning dew
Like brilliant shocks of lightning unleashed,
Bestowing upon me a retinal dance.
Undulations of refracting light
Awaken in me a healing release
That removes the black shrouds
Of pain held within.
Oh tender white temple, appease my soul.
Like an aria of light emanating from within,
The face of a summer iris greets me as a friend.
White songs lie embraced
In a sea of citron
Evoking a rest and release for the soul.
The darkness then lifts with a gentle exhale,
In the balm of the rising of a sweet sultry breeze.
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