3 Of The 3rd, In 20 + 10 and 2

by Shelly Lachut
(Florida)

3 Of The 3rd, In 20 + 10 and 2

Dust of hues imagined

Amidst deceding ray

Falling on high infusion

Nuancing circle shadows

Thereby it’s reaching flair

Ashes flare by far and way

Bursting softly, into warmer

And so forth is also gray

In the utmost unforsaken

Upon a wish, I will awaken

Morning by the invitation

Into fruit, it’s incantation

Colors painting intuition

Life to be and birds to sing

Birth of Love in spoken song

All to all, and of, by this

Ours, the coming dawn!