She eases herself across this public stage.

A private nature walk begins -

sensible shoes, earth-friendly clothing,

white hair free to the air, clear eyes - scanning.

Cradled near her heart - a precious bouquet

of solitary musings on the soft, rough truths of  nature:

leaf after leaf - succinct images of  elusive essence

to fill our senses.

A simple love begins our engagement with mystery,

gratitude, sorrow, gentle humor, unfathomed worth;

captivates us an hour in her telling of

Blackwater Pond devotion.

Circling back to deepest joy -

a reminiscence of beloved Percy -

inviting love, giving love;

we know the journey is complete.

Kindly, she says:

“I have read my poems,

I have answered your questions,

I’m leaving now.”

Accepted into her arms, our floral bouquet -

speckled with tears of delight.  She floats gentle kisses

into lush air to join perfect petals of verse

sprinkled at our feet.

© 2012, Vicky M. Semones