Tender The Moment
A memory encapsulated in time.
A portrait framed with desire.
A love sealed with a kiss.
Soft, tender the moment.
Delicate petals unfold their ivory innocence.
Caressed by the golden rays of the sun.
Dew drops glisten shyly.
Held by arching blades of grass.
Fresh scent of pine needles bursting.
Fill the morning air.
Pure, sweet the feeling.
Rising up everywhere.
My soul is blessed with goodness.
God’s grace fills my heart.
Soft, tender the moment
Blossoming wildly in the dark.
~ Nicola G. Karesh, Copyright © 2009 – All rights reserved.