Untitled at Bell Rock

After hours of walking
The force of spring so strong 
Blows open the doors of my heart
To let the fresh air in 

It was the fragrance from the field of flowers
Flowing to me on a breeze
That made me think of you

Unless you let it go
May holding give you ground
In an otherwise empty space

For me, endless tiny white blossoms
Dancing, brings me to my knees 

Published by jchmcpherson

Arts, Education and Writing

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