Dreamers and angels

 

 In a midmorning meadow  
 I sat quietly watching  
 A zephyr toying with a leaf  
 Until it tired, and moved on
 The leaf fell asleep, basking  
 The sun-rays gleamed colorfully  
 Off the slow moving waterway  
 Then I saw butterflies dancing  
 On imaginary notes of songs  
 That randomly play in my mind
 And I suddenly... thought of you
 
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

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