READY TO BURST

It is cold
I keep the door closed
I can remember sunshine
Recollect the scent of Lilacs
And English Lavender
 
The fragrance runs through my veins
I can hear the rustling of leaves
But now the sound of crunching ice prevails
The sounds that keep my body alive
 
It is too early for new grass
But I can visualize it as well as
New growth in the farm fields
It represents the love I have received
The love I have been blanketed with
 
There is no sound, but
I can hear love in the wind
In the movement of planets
Stars are my garland
My neck dress
 
I know the colors of the blue sky
The green and brown of the earth
I am full
I am complete
How can I not burst?
 
Stanski
January 29, 2020 ^