Sunshine on my canvas

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Desperate Gesture!

Walking by on a still night,

In the soft moonlight,

I saw a lady in a tree,

Or did the tree just gesture to me?

A dance of joy unfolded then,

In a moment all was silent again.

She is still there, the lady in the tree,

You would see her if you were me.

Pretty footprints in the sand,

Please stay,

Like memories of yesterday.

Fiery reds and soothing blues,

Green splashes and golden hues,

A spectrum of colors in a whole,

Is my remedy for your soul.

A magical breeze

weaving...

through the Asoka leaves

teasing...

It swept by with care

did it know...

I dwell there.

"Emerging from the shadows... softly..."

Relaxing in a tub....what magic!

If they find you soaked to the bone.... that's tragic!