Soothing spring breeze,

Sweet kiss of magnolia adrift,

Muted colors of night descend,

Day yields to dreams of tomorrow.

Storm abates, cleansing, a mind dispels,

All thought of emptiness filled,

Yesterday now gone,

Repossessing its sorrow.

Midst forest sentinels, a way,

Rose pedals ‘neath unshod foot,

Gilt path traverses still water,

Moon bids Sun adieu.

Against lunar pale, silhouette soars,

Nature’s melody, lilt in the night

Vision of bright future, seen through Hawk eye

For love ever true, is what I seek for you.