In the east we will rise, casting spring renewal
Breathe; I will fill your lungs as you blossom
surrounding me with pure vibrancy.
With the bright sound of a cardinal
I will greet you every morning.
Carrying forth, one great star hangs
to soothe our souls, emitting gleams
of reminders, bringing life to a green
flourish. Let me be the perspiration
that trails along your soft skin as you wave
with a fierce feather floating towards earth.
I will smile at you with subtle warming
colors that reflect in your eyes as we turn,
away from summer the days grow shorter
returning kind gestures with every retiring leaf.
I comfort you within the darkness, lips meeting
with the crisp fresh air establishing an interest
in the bleak completion of a full rotation.
I will follow your path with every fresh layer
of white as I trek through the nourishment
you lay before me in the west, as we set,
let's think of each other.
