She sat amongst the ears of grain,
Through the wind and through the rain,
The darkness came at the end of the day's,
The sun it rose in so many ways,
Life carried on all around,
In her world time stood still,
No movement of hands,
But shadows tell,
Protected by the lunar light,
During the dreams of a previous life,
Basking in the day's sun ray's,
Mother Natures spells of creative ways.....
No comments:
Post a Comment