All the good things about life in the country
Apple,Your pink satin holds aBlush of deep red andTraces of spring's pale green.Apple,Your red dress hides Underclothes lacelessOver flesh of snowy white.Apple,Your inner core holdsTreasures of future trees inBrown capsules of seeds.
Their hooves are poised but Cannot gallopTheir heads down,They do not toss their frozen manesNor flick their flowing tailsThe glass horses stand guard over booksOn my shelvesAll showThey are unable to whiny or neighStill they glimmer and shimmer And reflect the colors and lights that Surround them.
inthe garden of the ocean,god, the great artist made spiraled chambers:homes, havens, households.in the garden of the ocean,swirls of china and pottery,each shaped with care,painted with brownswith pinks,with pearl-essence, each a hiding placein the sandand foamingwater each, a work of heart.
