Faint whispers of a fragrance still my mind,
as scarlet threads soft weave then start to grow
in twilight skies enabling me to find
these tranquil moments in their afterglow.
In quiet pools reflections now I see
stars mirror bright transcendency of thought;
I see them now, they tell what is to be,
the answers to all questions that I sought.
You are the fragrance of each sun-kissed spring,
the blush that enchants each beautiful dawn.
You are the voice of little birds that sing,
the essence of all creatures newly born.
I know that love is never far away.
and now I understand this is its way.
© Stella Armour 2019