The weightless measure of things

The weightless measure of things

25 February 2017

 

The bird that sings loud

Beckoning to the springtime

Beating in my heart

 

The snowdrop that curls

Around the trace of white snow

Shifting on the road

 

The bougainvillea

Red branches that bear its frame

Heart of the garden

 

The Jasmine exhaled

Scent of the renewed morrow

As Musk hid in dusk

 

Petunias explode

Purple and carmine carpets

Shower in the green

 

The heart that beats soft

The weightless measure of things

That the robin sings

 

Reading of the poem: 

Courtesy Christian Schloe

Mother’s Wingspan – Ben Leinbach