Monday, April 6, 2015

A certain arrangement


A certain arrangement


If allowed to grow,
words bloom,

spread like leaves
of a forest canopy,

filtering the sun
into golden beams,

cutting lines
through the mist,

descend to touch
the covered earth.

4 comments:

Other Mary said...

I agree that this is a very thoughtful piece. Well done.

Ravenblack said...

Thanks Mary. :)

grapeling said...

graceful and elegant; I can see the filtering sun... ~

Susan said...

Yes. Like the indentations that make a key a key!