White velvet petals,
strewn upon a sea of grass.
strewn upon a sea of grass.
Inky night sky gives way
to the pale pinks,
the deep rose of morning.
Dew upon the petals,
each drop a glistening jewel,
illuminated by that Golden orb.
Slow heat spreading
as the sun reaches its peak.
A softly blowing breeze
moans through the trees
Volume increases,
the crisis now past.
Evening sky surrenders to dark
Crushed velvet petals softly perfume the night.
I was challenged by a current Lush author to step out of my comfort zone, try his way. How did I do?
