Goddess – Heather Mirassou

In sunny solitude
The swelling seas
Erase the bank of haze
Birds begin to sing
A skylark soars in the air

Purple hills of paradise
No longer dampened souls
Tossing and turning in the night
Pearl white peaks
Hypnotize across the planet

The color of strength
Of a rainbow myriad
Green cascading canopies
No longer drinking
Nature’s tears away

With fluorescent green
Humming birds
Under the turquoise sky
The vintage rustic vines
Are revived to a new life

Rejoicing hearts
Of amethysts and emeralds
Are awakened from
The breeze of heaven
Vines whisper in awe

Her sun
Sky sweet bliss
Fountain overflows
To twilight shade
Robed fields of gold

Her young berries
Plump and iridescent
Until harvest comes
She will say goodbye
And again renew

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About Heather Mirassou

I am a writer and poet. I am a mother of two young men and married to my sweetheart. I live on a ranch and farm walnuts. I love to garden, read and spend time with my dogs. I am also a member of America's Oldest Winemaking Family, Mirassou. Thank you for visiting Poetry Soul Closet. With a Smile, Heather Mirassou
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