24 October 2010

Golden Day

See ~
red and gold leaves
a radiant sun
in a robins-egg sky

Hear ~
the soughing of air
in the creak of a branch
a long-ago song whispered
in the ear of a sleeping child

Feel ~
the back and forth
sway of a swing
the wings of a butterfly
grazing your skin

Smell ~
ripe red apples
nestled into warm grass
luscious royal-purple grapes
bursting on the vine

Taste ~
in a golden day.

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