Friday, September 23, 2016

Walk In Early Morn

wooded walk in early morn 

define me as an outline of leaf, 
chlorophyll on sunlight, glowing 

jagged-edged, softened by breeze. 
dust and insects, ragweed and pine 

float the air, pierce the sky, darken 
on movement in and out of day shine. 

there is this fragrance we call life, 
a momentary wedded bliss between 

breath and exhale, truth and lies, 
the instant I took your hand in mine. 

Photo/Poem © 2016 Rick Burnett Baker 
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