The crystal catches the last of the evening light
and gently kisses you on the face with a rainbow
Softly fading to nothing as the clouds come
leaving a memory of the fleeting beauty of the sun
The autumn leaf that falls from the tree
Sacrificed itself to the crunch under your shoe
I heard it did so willingly
Even the spider weaves her web
In the coldest of places, so that frost diamonds
gleam for you in the morning
before they melt away to nourish the plants
in the frozen soil of your wilderness
Flowers bloom with jewelled colour
among the canopy of shelter, like faerie lights
The heady perfume of jasmine will bathe you
as you walk upon the land
Alysa Blackwood-Bevan 2016
(*Picture credit Promotional: Eidolon of Blossoms)
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