Oh, how I longed for
magic returning under
the bright flower moon
The trees are that verdant spring green.
The fields are bursting with wildflowers.
The fiery passionate energy of spring is all around.
Buds bursting, animals mating, migratory birds sing their joy of returning to the lands of pale lighted summer nights.
Lifting the dark moods of winter, inviting renewal, change and growth.
Waking the song of lust and passion in my heart and soul.
Oh, how i wished for
a dream to become real
Now doubt, is it true?
Written for tonight’s Haibun prompt over at dVerse. Haibun Monday 5-24-21: Flower moon.
“The Haibun form consists of one to a few paragraphs of prose—usually written in the present tense—that evoke an experience and are often non-fictional/autobiographical. They may be preceded or followed by one or more haiku—nature-based, using a seasonal image—that complement without directly repeating what the prose stated.”from dVerse
Read other Haibun’s by me here.