Spring of Your Doing

You've unhanded blinding sheaths
in your moving, the air bows, and
becomes your grace.
The flower, flowers because you
went where you went.
You've blissfully burnt the daily level--
rising thereof...the Spring of your
doing has come round to meet you again.
Your field has flowered...you've done
beautifully yet another "year"...subtler
the Spring of your time.

Reviews

[Muse]

Once again, different and refreshing. You have a new follower.

Muse

[Sami Khalil]

I really like the title and the poem. Your time to bloom like spring...:).............

[Onoma]

Thank you Sami, you've understood what I wanted to convey perfectly.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).................

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I liked the way you put this...
in a different theme...
and word the piece in the way...
it goes in the reading...
gives an added appeal from the norm...