Pose In Spring
Babbling brook winds its way from
Snow mountain to ocean;
Straight tree stretches tender fingers,
tries to touch the sky;
Blushed bud nods in the sunshine,
dreams of blooming youthfulness;
Humming bee kisses blossom,
discusses their honey future;
Warm wind wanders about field,
lives begin to dance
one after another.
However, I can’t dance together
but sigh aside.
I haven’t found my own pose
in this busy spring.
Min Katherine Liu
Virginia Tech
WVArts Solitude
Spring 2016
Sunday, April 10, 2016
Pose In Spring
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