Enrapt, her burgeoned soul arose,
born in diamond’s white draped hues,
birthed of summer’s countenance rent,
shadows hidden, whispered clues.
Love’s long fire adrift in ash,
cooling, mending, flames of heart,
bathing amber locks of hair,
free in hope of what may start…
… and what may come anew.
Subtle scent of daffodil,
carried on an autumn’s musk,
played for spring on winter’s wing
in promise and in trust.
Honesty entreats her,
no fever shall deny her dream,
a softened hush enfolds her,
angels grant and so redeem…
… this prayer, this hope, this due…
Prompt from dVerse Poetics.
Michelle, “Mish”, our host tonight, asked us to consider new beginnings, as we stand here at the opening of the New Year. With that, Mish provided some beautiful paintings, kindly shared by their artists, as inspiration.
This beautiful piece by Sylvia Chan, also entitled “New Beginning” captured me.
Sylvia’s art can be found at “sylviachanart.com”.