Description
‘On misty morn
At early dawn
Crickets play
Grasses sway
A ray of sun
Embracing fun
Birds on breeze
Through walls of trees
Washed-out light
Shadows bright
Night sky stars
Scars alight
Rustling winds
Leaves all kinds
Fields at sway
Amber grain
Chameleon soul,
Afore we know
Tears will pour
Skies will roar
Afresh from soul
Seeds will sow
Bulbs will bloom
From coloured loom
Winds will die
To clear the sky
And once again,
Unwavering chain’
VaL Smit ©
