Just My Cup of Tea

In the bleak midwinter,
Wrap time around a little finger,
Suspended,
In air perfumed by summer,
Pick up the fragile flowered cup,
Take a sip,
Let memories flood my mind.

'TAKE A BREATH' From Visual Counterpoint

Walking between high hedges,
The heady scent of honeysuckle,
Hangs,
Over the narrow winding lane,
As if loath to leave a known way,
Take a breath,
Let fragrance flood my mind.

'SHROUDED SECRET' From Visual Counterpoint

Walking under dark skies,
A luminous radiant river,
Holds,
Within a wandering light,
The shrouded secret of our beginning,
Take a look,
Let curiosity flood my mind.