Martha Magenta

Blossoms open on the arms of trees
like desire moving among shimmering leaves
As Helios´ rays caress the Earth´s
green welcoming curves
tenacious shadows tuck their chills
into recesses in the rocks.

Now in the open, a sleepy fox
stands blinking in the morning rays
as dawn dew rises in evanescent haze.

The moon´s face pales in the bright blue sky
as the golden orb rises high
brightening branches and reeds
with rainbow dew like strings of beads
and gold strewn with threads of dawn
awakening daisies on the lawn.