Remembrance

Remembrance



I think I’ll always
remember you
in the early morning hours
just before dawn

when sky
is a velvet drape
melting colors
soft as raindrops;

a time
when everything is lazy
clouds majestic mountains
s-p-l-a-s-h-e-d
across sky in purple palette

trees cloaked
in sensuous beauty
swaying against indigo skies
stars like diamonds
falling at their feet

thinking

I’ll always remember you
in the early morning hours
when all I feel
is gentleness of morning
awakening

when all I hear is occasional bird in song
when all I know is peace within my heart

knowing.


Janet Leigh February 2009