[3. Embodiment of...]

"As tho' to breathe were life! Life piled on life"

Flowers bathed in warm light whisper,

Caressed by silent dialogue from the sun

As natures wondrous hands make a new.

Dainty petals salute in celebration

Gentle, subtle, fluid, graceful.

The flowers dance on the breeze, self-expressive

Free from all the darkness and despair.

Dreams regain their meaning

And creativity once more starts to flow

The flowers breathe, the garden sighs.

A rebirth once was frozen in time, now complete.

#Poetry #FF