With You

With You

A low haze hugs the still early morning after rain,

The sup of earth,

The sweat of leaf,

The drip of final drop from tip and top of towered trees,

My skin absorbs the scent of spore,

The musk of deer,

The shine and wet of wood,

Here,Where life begins and ends,

With hoof and beat of wing,

With brown-green dappled blue,

Here is where I most belong,

With you.


  • Originator :

    Mike de Sousa

  • Art Form :

    Poetry

  • Completed :

    2020

  • Status :

    Free to enjoy at Public Art World. May not be used for commercial gain. Copyright maintained.







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