Single New Violet
Near where I lie
blooms a single new violet,
virgin to human view.
Through branches tipped
with green beginnings,
I gaze at azure sky.
The wind plays the forest—
tree-creak musical phrases
sound at thrilling intervals.
At my feet, the stream
skips, and restores
my composure.
The earth’s heartbeat
pulses up,
resuscitates my being.
©Susa Silvermarie 2016
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