A Better Day

A poem about trusting natures example that wounds heal & things change

Light spills over the horizon
In shimmering rifts; it breaks the platinum cape
All the sunflowers gently rock their heads
They know,
We are as Blossom is to Spring

The hills are drunk, they sleep in pastel brume
Pleats of pink haze tumbling down their slopes
Letting all the willows weep
They know,
Hope is Something out of Silence

Ivory skies embrace the cherry kiss
Clouds slide away
On dawn's hearth, on warm promise
They know,
This will be a Better Day

My darling, your eyes are open now
Young and wide like fertile valleys
Holding me, as a quiet ocean holds the Sun
They know,
You can Love again