How can I forget
the songs of warblers
and wrens singing softly at dawn?
...
A cocktail of colors spills,
waves still slumber
in the frosted breath of
Northern Winds,
...
This year, I have learned a lot of things
In this world of many terrible happenings
Pandemic, Ukraine war, and calamity
Compelling us to wonder what happened to humanity.
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The butterfly
goes back and forth
between my lungs,
where there's a blast of winter
...
language of love written in sheet music
played by heartbeats while drops fall without rain
where mellow rhythms are making my mind sick
like the melodies pounding on my brain
...
like sand and pebbles
on the shore when waves come,
your smiles and laughter
go back and forth,
...
The sun blossoms and permeates the crisp, warm air.
Fragile Morning Glories unfurl;
their scents sway the bees awake
as dew drops slowly dissipate.
...
felicity meets heaven,
vermillion permeates,
and an orb of hope reflects
in the vast fragments of dreams;
...
The sounds of dawn
blend in with the breeze;
pampas grasses wave
and send their hellos
...