My unfurling has begun.
The subtle stretch of
softly breathed movements,
come spiraling into the
slipstream of day.
I am borne into newness
with effortless joy
as this canvas, in early light,
yearns to be painted with
a story of magnificence ….

My heart has another chance
to create Love & Peace today.
Today I shall weave my song
with threads of gold among
the snowdrops now dancing
in the spinney down the road.
Perhaps the morning Blackbird
will chuckle at my attempts
at the elusive allure, as I marvel
at his melismatic cadences!