When your thoughts by the roadside are misty

When your thoughts by the roadside are misty
And your dreams hide in gossamer blue.
When your joy has gone to pasture
And your eyes are silver with dew.
Your heart remains steadfastly bent
On its summertime quest to the truth;
Never a sail in the distance,
But a soul-flower waiting to bloom.

13 thoughts on “When your thoughts by the roadside are misty

  1. Beautiful written Trini! And my soul is most certainly beginning to bloom, it has rained up and down the coast over the last two days where no rain has fallen for practically years. Here’s to the phoenix coming from the ashes as our beautiful land comes out of that rebirth to be something new again πŸ˜€ ❀️ πŸ™πŸ½ πŸ¦‹ 🦘 🌺 πŸ’ 🌷 🌹 🌈

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