Bliss (Meeting Like Rivers)


Petals drift down

Pink into white

Dancing with leaves

Brittle and bright

Beauty trembles

In the waning breeze

A siren song plays

On the chords of my heart

Shifting in light and shadows

Images of bliss and futility

Meeting like rivers

Forever winding together

© Ann Bagnall

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