by Tim Chiu
A love poem set in an orchard.
|Side by side in the singular rows
Of well-tended trees,
Peering out amongst the fruit-bearing groves,
We watch the empirical sun
Cast its glorious eyes on the expansive terrain.
As our closely linked movements
Criss-cross the dense earth,
We see the gathering of the moon and stars
Each blissful night spent in this peaceful oasis.
The wet, delicate rainfall enlivens
The blooming branches,
As the seasons mark their shapely and timely change...
We remark with cognizant, dutiful clarity
Life’s windswept and magical fortunes,
In our colorful, widely-sown orchard.