In tall grassy meadows
Where wildflowers cast shadows
That tickle your legs as you pass
Wind whispers of water mirrors
Birds flow in sweeping meanders
Fish soaring the skies avast
Swashing wings echo
upon a shimmer of scales
Intercepting a travelers path
Fur tufts imprisoned by thistles
Marking trails that are fissile
Leading to a vast stone lath
On waters edge, where rocks take root
The essence of wood; lays Penghou
Upon his bed of minnows
Head in the clouds, blankets of rain
He snuggles into my thoughts again.
Time trickles away in our place
As floral perfumes entangle the air
Of our minds through broken veils
The winds pick up a different pace
Dream catchers meticulously weaved
A labyrinth of mycelium beneath
Resonating forest hum
Absalom rises atop the stem
Puffing his shisha on the cap's hem
Posing riddle conundrums
About Rustling leaves carrying us a tune
of spider webs woven under the moon
& a mist slowly exhales
Time to pick up our scattered bones
Follow the trail of crumbs back home
Happiness in our every step
Put the moment into a vial
Distilled joy to last a while
Clone it in a petri dish
Cultivate & Harvest it 🖤 🍃
Vegetally yours 🌱😘
