Rainbows in the Spray
Rainbows in the Spray
Broad leaves lush and green.
Water dripping, streaming.
Sunshine casting rainbows in the spray,
illuminating you my love, and me—
are you illusion or are you real?
Is your love mine to take,
to keep, and cherish as treasure
forever—
where are you now?
I cannot see you in the hot and blinding
light of day.
Is your love no longer mine—
to keep and cherish
as treasure forever?
Take me back.
Return me to that special place—
where broad leaves are lush and green
with water dripping, streaming.
Where sunshine lights the spray
with rainbows, illuminating—
you my love, and me.
Vi Jones
©May 23, 2006
posted by Vi Jones @ 8:29 AM
2 comments
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2 Comments:
Thank you, Lois and faucon, for your responses to my poem.
It's true that I feel deep connections to certain places. It's like being in love--the same feeling of euphoria.
And, Lois, when the time comes, I want my ashes to be scattered in such a place, if not in my home country, then in the forests of Oregon or Washington State in the Northwestern US, where there are big trees and ferns and waterfalls. I will be happy resing in such a place.
Vi
To be loved by Vi is grand faucon.
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