Thought I'd share this with you.

[Jeffie]

I've never posted anything here for you all to read so, here ya go. One of my better ones, and means a lot to me.

 

 

Budding first

In a Springs widowed moonlight

It endured the dusks

And dawns of many

Not lost through the sleets

Nor through monsoons

Poised now elder and astute

By the changing of seasons.

With stillness, open faced to the brightness,

Exposed and abreast to naught.

Letting its tender sepals

Drink the warmth of a dying sun.

 

Falling from grace

With sadness

dropping its petals one by one

The stock, soon to follow

All coming to rest upon the dirt, frozen in darkness

Laying atop the solemn ground

They slowly wither

To be scattered away

By a silent tempest.

 

Time shall pass with days and nights

Holding nothing but memory

Of midsummer blooms for passers by

And for one,

Glows of sunlight

A divine redolence

Viewed afresh only in a reminiscence of a few.

 

Beneath the loam

Still resting in pieces

Cloaked in earth, its shattered pith

Solely in remembrance of the sweet blossoms of old

That will be breathless, just beyond