Archive for April, 2011
Morning prayers
Rising sun and a gentle breeze, a yellow and bronze dew-kissed iris, Celtic, the rustle of new green, soft, in sturdy oaks, scent of honeysuckle from the laden fence, a night-fallen carpet of rose petals, red, that only cat’s feet can tread gingerly enough, scatter of bird sounds, a double handful of plump strawberries ripe […]