Our recently planted crêpe myrtle

reveals its first blooms.

Breathtaking

When morning sun crests the mountain,

or cuts through the dark dismal mist.

Our eyes open when a fever breaks,

wondering what we have missed.

When a fawn steps timidly out,

into a sunlit flower filled glade.

A crow in the high treetop,

warns of any danger's blade.

When a bird of many colors,

hovers right before our eyes.

Rain clouds rapidly dissipate,

revealing rainbow blue skies.

When the waves come crashing,

from some distant far-off shore.

We walk with our love at our side,

never will we wish for more.

When the crystalline ice of winter,

turns the land into sparkling glass.

Long-awaited daffodil of spring,

breaks through the snow at last.

When a newborn child cries,

unsettled when arriving on earth.

We gasp at many wonders,

that every day gives birth.

Copyright 2020 © Ronald W. Hull

7/9/20

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