Vision

Her shadow pierces the verdant threads Secluded within the expanse of changing seasons Existing within the swaying breeze that trickles Crimson sparks flicker like fireflies along the winding ripple Notes of bright bergamot and dark berries intoxicate her senses Along the path of foliage and bowed willows A bursting beam awakens her eyes that shimmer Energy flowing as her arms weightlessly wither A harmony of birds chirping and broken twigs Whistling gently within the gusty evening wind A rustling crunch of presence echoes a world of wonder A wild vine cascades, a lush waterfall of green Among the oak trees of widened arcs and drooping limbs Beneath the speckles of sun seared warmth that drizzle her being Fistfuls of rain glisten the depths of the forest, just before twilight Quenching the thirst of her sun worn skin The sun dips along the horizon, scattering a pale lemon vision Casting a brilliance of blushed coral magic and weaved pink ribbons Silent hills vanish into the starriest of nights A solitude envelopes as the red orange moonbeam casts its radiant light The path once dwelled into the darkness of natures silent shadows Now the guiding spotlight, flowing like a tidal wave that flourishes A place unknown where stillness majestically flows A solitude that wraps her tightly within the serene midnight glow