Secret Ingredients
Senses
fields of lavender-
if tomorrow never comes
at least we’ll have this
–
apricot sunrise-
hints of vanilla
on the breeze
Stream
through the forest glen
long ribbons of water flow
over time worn stones
–
white water-
children’s laughter
in the froth
Rain
the end of the rain-
I pull back layers of clouds
to reveal the stars
–
petrichor-
storm clouds
in a puddle
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