|
amber waves of yellow gold
fleeting envy fills this hole
Spoons fill up to swollen mouth
While last drops burst the flood
Early bears roused from sleep
a month too soon the sunrise seen
melting walls of ice let in
sailing breezes scented light
__________________
Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
|