Daisy Fingertips

01/14/14 (-02/27/14)

As waking from a dream, touched
upon my skin airy petals
drawing lovely lines along
subtle veins; caressing my heart
with light whispers hinting
without hinting
what joy may come
letting go.
finds expression here –
if only to reveal a burgeoning potency
gestating patiently, as it must,
that buds may bear fruit
beyond what flowery veil may steal attention
from the nobler purpose
beyond this hint of joy;
joy that patience nourishes
if patience will be but had
in interlude with this idyllic blossom
among the finer flora of these fields.


About A. S. Ellis

I am always learning. Always. And that is as it should be.
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