Under your bright sun
21 May 2020

Daffodils
Spilling in the rain
The garden
Now awash
Flowers and fruit all laden
A feast for your eyes
Your features
Bright and definite
Like the love
Infinite
Gushing through the sentences
Composed by the heart
My shadow
Under your bright sun
Towards which
I now run
Happiness is not mere word
Expression unheard
Reading of the poem:
Half the Perfect World – Madeleine Peyroux