a white aura’s
dawn
oscillates,
bathes my home,
my sanctuary..
melodic song
of birds
entice as
hidden deep
i slumber
amidst
petals flushed
that slowly open
skyward,
my heavy eyes
bathed in
drowsy heat
of yawning
morning’s light
I stretch,
enfolded…
wrapped
betwixt spiced
fragrance of
blushing petal and
earth and
song- i am
naked dressed
in petals
soft…
i am blossom

Barbara – May 24, 2020