She, one who is enlightening the meadow
her poetry flowing as the gentle breeze
catches a breath beneath her parasol
Oh, for not at ease with her thoughts
embracing the words flowing from her
heart as clouds, impressive in the
arc en ceil, ease across the sky
Be one with the wonderful beauty
of the meadow lark singing
as her thoughts once and again
embrace the words of her poetry
~Enlightening the Meadow~
Regis
embraceable words...so enlightening.
ONE WITH THE MEADOWLARK...BRINGING JOY TO THE HEART.
Hugs, Diana...
Blessings,
Christine