A CIRCUS CALLED SPRINGTIME

This poem resonates with the universal themes of love, nature, renewal, and the cyclical passage of time, invoking classical metaphors and vivid imagery to illustrate its message.

A promise of rebirth, a story yet untold,

within the midst of rustling leaves and sun-kissed hue,

The future blooms with fresh, vibrant hues.

As winter's chill descends, an icy cloak of white,

Our love endures, steadfast through the darkest night,

With the promise of spring, sweet and true,

Our hearts aglow, a fire anew.

And what of that love, a flower so rare,

A gift of nature, beyond compare,

As the seasons dance, a symphony divine,

Our love blossoms, an endless sign.

With father sun and mother moon's gentle light,

And stars that twinkle in the velvet night,

We embrace the magic of the world around,

Our love soaring on wings unbound.

Amidst the fragrant bloom of pink and white,

Our souls entwine, in love's purest light,

With the promise of spring, forever in sight,

Our love forever, burning bright.

:: 04.12.2023 ::