stars fade
as first shadows
play on apple tree branches
above the altar
the ancient window’s brass fittings
have acquiesced to open
bursting forth —
not two
nothing to be sure of
but the time for tea
stars fade
as first shadows
play on apple tree branches
above the altar
the ancient window’s brass fittings
have acquiesced to open
bursting forth —
not two
nothing to be sure of
but the time for tea
Lovely, especially the last lines –
And lovely to have your visit… Be well~
quite lovely work!
Thank you for the kindness of your visit and compliment. Be well~
Lovely, spare verse, evocative of a zen illustration.
Thank you, Tasha. It is really intended to be just that, so I am so happy you felt it that way. Be well, as always~
Always enjoy your posts. Taking us from the stars to our tea cups, a lovely trip…
Thank you so much for saying so, Sherri – it is a great gift. Be well~
there is great sound in this piece
Thank you Mark – I appreciate you sharing your experience in reading. Be well~
“Nothing to be sure of.” Truer words were never written. ❤
Thank you for the visit and the thoughtful comment. Blessings to you~