What Vision
(Done in a form called Wrapped Refrain)
What vision most inviting I now see before my eyes,
upon this grassy hill beyond which peaks of mountains rise
to heaven’s heights, where clouds are swirled
the pink of an enchanted world!
It’s with great gladness I am drawn
to what appears at break of dawn.
With long hair streaming in the wind, she stands in front of me.
Oh, can you guess what vision most inviting I now see?
How sweet will be our days; she’s come again. And everything
will brighten; birds will sing. Here is mythical Goddess Spring!
Shining, clad in white, midst the wild
bloom, she treads. Lovely woman-child!
And where she goes, a seedling grows;
a soft breeze blows; a new stream flows.
Young hearts are all a-flutter, and the bard takes up his pen.
How blessed our world. How sweet will be our days; she’s come again!
Submitted Feb. 2, 2022 for 'A STRAND (1065)' Poetry Contest
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