Spring Mist

Ghostly movement
Just above the green blades
Blades of strong grass
That never die

Greyish, sheet just over the grass
As the sun starts to rise over mother nature
With its Orange glow
Just above the horizon line
In the east
As I make my way to the bus
The Bus stop to work

Stepping on the white gravel walk
Through the park
On that May morning
Watching the ghostly markings of the spring
As the sheets that lay upon the earth
Melt away for another heavenly day
Upon the flesh of Mother nature
that feeds and nurtures us as we
We awake for another day
Of life

Spring Mist showing the signs of a wild
Adventures Summer in 2007
A year to remember
A year to feel the love
A time to remember
As this spring melts
Melts like the ghostly sheets of grey
on the grass of green
In the morning breaking light
Of a new Late spring day

To remember the waking of the earth
Spring Mist As it fades a new day unfolds