Lilys Of The Field Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

I can’t keep with the trail
Of her effervescent spoor;
Star-shine and moon dust
Pleasant are the petals of her hair
That wave hello in the air

There’s a feeling of glory
Grasping the sunset’s giggles
Each time an amazement
From her secluded laughter
And spoken stories
Are shared beyond the fences
And into the windows of
Sleeping and waking children

I have a weary heart that beats
But she makes me feel young
The time of the day is at halt
I disappear into her mirrored
Paradise and rhythmic hums
She is a beautiful ocean
That made the universe envious
She is a magnificent heaven
That made lifetimes jealous

Never mind the loneliness,
Her golden wings take flight
To unfathomable distances,
Look into the chambers
Of my ready heart
It’s floral wallpaper
Are faces of her, traces too
Of her breath-taking fragments