Spring Daybreak (Villanelle)

Pink clouds in spring, day breaking, entrances.
Apricot sky, purple-blue, gratitude.
Rays of hope, waiting, for second chances.

Leaf shoots emerge like lace dogwood branches.
Their buds breathe your song, savor interlude.
Pink clouds in spring, day breaking, entrances.

The heart of the wild world romances,
slow breath transforms dark frets to solitude.
Rays of hope, waiting, for second chances.

Crucifixions redeemed, love advances,
Speaks from the silence within, fears subdued,
Pink clouds in spring, day breaking, entrances.

Birdsong morn follows night, morning dances
'cross the sky, warms the seed, sun's certitude.
Rays of hope, waiting, for second chances.

The green upon green on your face glances.
Unexpectedly, it raises your mood.
Pink clouds in spring, day breaking, entrances.
Rays of hope, waiting, for second chances.

© Christine Salkin Davis, 2019




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