Mornings after rain
are filled with new beginnings,
sunlight, and wonder.
Sunlight through water
kindles rainbows and a dream
to follow ‘til night.
Night brings the release,
sparks and rumbles in the dark
‘til morning shines through.
#21
Tag: sunlight
Frosted
Morning’s first light leaves
tree silhouette frost shadows
on yellowing lawns.
Silent Legacy
- wild white violets
Perhaps, despite all our plans, schemes, and best intentions, all we really leave behind is silence. But perhaps we can at least, during our lives, define the type of silence we will leave.
Silent Legacy
If all I leave behind is silence
Let it be the silence of my eyes opening
To violets on my pillow.
Let it be the silence of my eyes opening
To violets on my pillow.
Let it be the silence of the first pussy willow of spring
brave in the snow
Let it be the silence of sunlight
melting across our bed
Let it be the silence of the last line drawn
The last word written
Let it be the silence of sunlight
melting across our bed
Let it be the silence of the last line drawn
The last word written
The ringing eternity between final note and first applause.
Linda Studley 