HOPE (c)

Spring of colors and fragrance free of guise

Your outcry brings another morning to my eyes

Like the sun which from the horizon rose 

To wake the sleeping world and write a brand new prose

Lovely blossom of the east this sojourner came

With sweet desire for your soothing perfume to tame

A marvelous  body that stirs the elements

And lets the nightingale sing the joyous laments

Your stunning mystery had brought

To mine's perplexed mind, hundred folds of thoughts

Why when I failed to see the promise of the morn

A seed of hope was on your pretty petals  born.  ##

Reviews

[Onlyme]

On reading this poem. You really feel the emotions of hope fill your senses and emotions. A delightful uplighting read.