Warmth radiates
and the moment exhales
rays absorbed by lips and wings
with the speed of the breeze to reach you
and fingers to count with
a way to pass the time is found
sticky and fragrant with laughter.
I am drowning in this light
it embraces with such power
while vagrant silhouettes tick tock by
reminiscent of my being
future and past is present
with the sun's intensity
reflecting in a shadows second
and gold covered fields
miles of life intended
fruits ripened well
are still, full and ready
so quiet yet screaming of plenty.