Pink petals falling
Gently from the sky...
Daffodils mingle
as trees prepare to blossom...
Listening to rainfall within a silent
evening, I gracefully capture the...
Chirping the secrets
Of their heartbeats, in a cage...
Water splashing down
One, two, three, rhythm repeats...
Sturdy, proud to be
A shade from the scorching sun...
Inhale earth's perfume
emanating from moist soil...
Silver lace spun cross the sky
Pierced by Luna's blazing eye...
The biggest nemesis of spring
is not winter that imbues her...
nudging mum for a
crafty suckle, her eldest...
now it savours
wetness, like dew...
You hear her breathe but cannot see her mouth
her lips can whistle tunes through boughs of...