20 October 2007

Solidity And Harmony Hold Hands

The themes are still the same where
sleep evades; your warmth is shared
with bounteousness unchanged in all
these years – I cling to edges of your
reverie, listening, jealous in a sense,
aware your mood is equally as clear
to me. In certainty of knowing where
my heart is placed I leave your warm
embrace to greet a day that dawns in
mists of grey. Jacaranda blossoms call
through greening trees – eyes drink
thirstily of peaceful scenes, solidity and
harmony hold hands as day begins.
© 18 October 2007, I. D. Carswell