Tuesday, March 3, 2015

~ ♥ Great Mother ♥ ~

The Sun shines brightly in your sky,
 its light lingers as your clouds drift by.
Your bounties vast more precious than gold,
 cool and crisp your colors bold.
soon your sky turns purple-grey,
 snowflakes drift and dance away.
their fluffy puffs lay on your ground, 
 fields of white all around.
 Your winds shift and waters fall
Life awakens, giving breathe to all.
Warm night's beneath the Moon,
sweetness of your flower's bloom. 
The Sun shines brightly in your sky,
 its light lingers as your clouds drift by.
~Shine Boldly~
Mary 
Photo By: Mary Willoughby