Lo! wading in a sea of lost belief; she was but lone autumnal
leaf. Caught undertow she swept thus downstream; emptied
her heart of the mortal daydream. For red russet lips with all
their mournful pride; held just little hope with solemn rites
She danced alongside faith with the closeness of moonbeam;
while hummingbirds whistle and chirp her triumph into the
night. “At length be mindful doe of bearing and conduct; for
God above will greet your precious flesh and soul. Unto each
burgess lies their dues of bloom and land; we stand steadfast
and true to serve with head and hand.”
The wind thus blows from across the meadows;
Like circles casting doubt aside from shadows.
Photo credits: wallpaperscraft.com
Word list: Daydream, alongside, moonbeam.
Poem posted for Get Listed @ Real Toads
Posted for Midweek Motif @ Poets United