Springtime Dreams

by Diana Henderson

Swans glide across a gilded lake

Patterns swept in swirling ripples

Water painted with sky blue ink

Clouds reflecting in silken waves

Gentle and soft across smooth skin

Air caresses and draws you in

Breath and quiet contemplation

The reveries of Spring so sweet

Beckon into a dreaming sleep

Where blue-eyed grass smiles an ocean

Upon the fields wild and golden

Drink it in, in luscious stillness

And let your spirit dance in light.

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