Lightly stepped into the garden of the wild
Fallen in the greener grasses, favored child
Set among the posies pretty and the sky so blue
Slept beneath the newborn moon covered by the dew

Crisp the morning still to waken of the chit and chatter
Fast to reach the eagle eye for only what does matter
Slipped into the shiver of a stream from high above
Sat upon the honeysuckle wind in beams of love

Lightly met of every day a fragile gift indeed
Fattened at the table dined of each eternal seed
Scent of lilac permeated meadow of the morn
Sent this golden invite as a precious life adorn

Copyright Kkh 5/19/02