Sky so brightly shining,
Warmth that I love most,
Reach the place where you're reborn,
All gentle colors, soft and warm.
Softness falls upon you and me,
Like quiet of the land,
Love I feel in the the morning sun
Gathered in the flowers, one by one.
Eyes look to the sculpter's face,
Nature's gracious hand,
Take this path right and walk through, with me,
Beauty, that your heart knows, and speaks of.
Dorian Petersen Potter
AKA LadyDP2000
copyright@2002