poem

Pure silver

Links

A chain

Now broken

Then reformed

Ever closer

Built up

By hinterlinks

Fed

By multitudes of diamonds

Noiselessly creeping

Imperceptibly

Moving

Over dryness

Over sand

Till

We are surrounded

Taken by surprise

Taken by water.

I'm linking up to dVerse open link night week 47 with this poem.

A Poem for Thursday.

Come wind

Come blow

Come scatter leaf.

Come stroke my skin

Come touch my soul.

Bring ocean salt

Bring desert sand.

Bring Indus' spice,

Bring scent of rose.

Then fill the garden with your voice.

Then sing out wind

Sing autumn's song.

Too soon the sunning

Will be gone.