Embrace
The blue is of an azure hue
And green is dense with shifting shades.
The white mists pall the distant ridge
Amidst mirthful trills of chrome –quilled mates.
And green is dense with shifting shades.
They merge or mingle on the season’s palette
The waft brings her timbres to one’s breath-
Crystal dew, olive, lime or ochre and the red sunset.
The white mists pall the distant ridge
That carries deodars, giant firs or pine trees, unbent.
They behold their might mirrored in the deep sapphire lakes
And carry that memory in their tedious ascent.
Amidst mirthful trills of chrome –quilled mates.
The bountiful treasures await with patience and grace
To heal with the gentleness of their salving touch or put the worn to rest
Or draw forth the young-- to life’s wide embrace.
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