| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| >> Static Item >> Poetry >> Nature >> ID #1437994 |
| |||||||||||||
![]() Their birth a thing past, their childhood waning... Spring's babies, infants no more. First blush surrenders to adulthood's bloom, swaying to solsticed rhythms. Resplendent, adorned in glorious raiments... hiding sweet secrets within. Spring's quickstep becomes Summer's sultry waltz, bees keeping time to the tune. Aroused by the touch of the sun's hot breath, Mother Earth's breast languishes; those at it suckling hear her soft whisper... a promise anew conceived. Unfurling stamens seed every breeze; gestating pleasures await. Their time soon coming... ripened legacy. The cycle of life complete.
© Copyright 2008 Of Fire Born ~ welcome, 2012! (UN: of_fire_born at Writing.Com).
All rights reserved.
Of Fire Born ~ welcome, 2012! has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work. |