A poem for the day
Spring with all its promise
the flowers that we cut
tulips and irises and daffodils
the words we hold
close to our hearts
when time moves
at a gentler pace
and we hear the coo of doves
as nature positions itself
for all that it takes
for the species to survive
the particles of life
coming together
difference converging
and young children skip
along the pavements
and lovers embrace
under the shade
of willow and oak
A world that the beholder
imagines and savours
in the mind and heart
Light borne on the tide
the river suffused
and the oceans deep
with the mystery
Knowledge of things –
chromatic achievements
are as naught
when love is absent
John Lyons
