Love Poem

The fresh blossomed trees beneath bright blue /

unblemished sky—Bird bellowed tunes floating through Spring shower clouds in rhythmic time—Flower pots popping /

purple, pink and rosy spry, red buds from unbuttoned /

stars shimmering in a Milky Way night /

—Truth and wisdom become clear in a mosaic mind—But none /

of these things, my love, are so beautiful as you