zephyr illusions photo by donna October 1992. The view atop Chasseral, Jura Mountains looking across Switzerland to The Alps on the horizon. Fog, intensely thick, rising from Lac Bienne and stretching its fingers high onto the Lignières-Plateau de Diesse after wholly filling the valley below the plateau.

Sunday, January 01, 2006

Starburst of Colors

Soaring through the sky
Feeling at peace
On a natural high
She watches clouds of doubt
And grief fading away,
Into the bright sunlight

The last stormy raindrops
Wash softly over her face
No longer stinging,
No longer drowning,
In a well of despair
But floating ever higher,
And higher,
Into the crystal clear air

Deep visions of darkness
Long held closed inside
Escape through awaking eyes
Now wide open,
Blinded no longer,
In a starburst of colors
Riding the arc of the rainbow
Beyond the horizon
Into the radiance
The new day’s fresh glow

Soaring ever higher,
And higher,
Sleeping senses awaken
From the frozen winter ashes
Thoughts and memories
Of times shared
Melt over her like warm honey,
No longer bitter, but sweet,
Fragrant as lilac and lavender
Adrift on the summer breeze

Love not to be forgotten
Not to be discarded,
Never disregarded,
Fills her once empty soul
With the brilliance of
Long lost buried treasure
Newly rediscovered,
Shining bright,
Not tarnished,
In shimmering light

Flying through the sky
Feeling so content
Floating free and happy
Among the stars
Over the moon, past the sun
Thoughts become the music
Words are the song
Her heart filled with peace
Soaring ever higher,
And higher,
Into a starburst of colors

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