In These Times

delicate bloom
in a vast sky
reassures

Like Walking To School Through The Blossoming Orange Grove

a scent so
delicate and delectable
it transports me back to childhood

It Was The Thorns

the small pink rose
shed
two tiny tears

The Delicate Alongside The Enduring

each polygon
delivers
petals against granite

Within

hidden inside
tiny delicate flowers
can’t help but bloom

Bright Spot

early and delicate
light rises
from the dark ground

Petal Pirouettes

responding to the breeze
and breath of bees and butterflies
an endless dance

Splendor

beauty
is divine
love

Heart

depth of delicacy
intricacy of design
heart of the blossom