VIOLET DREAMS

Summer's first golden spear splinters
the pale dawn haze Spring's
vision rendered mauve. Her wistful
gaze follows shattered lilac
dreams as they meld with her fading
violet vestments.

Breezes murmur over misty tendrils into
sallow branches, their airy script 
tracing unnameable tints of skies aglow
with longing high above myriad drooping
violet heads.

Infant fruit waken, clothed in pastel hues,
each an affirmation of Nature's quest,
the Great Cycle's onward march upon
paths that once were arrayed in Earth's
violet smiles.

Anon shall June's white gold melt into
pale green cheeks, beckoning
forth gay splashes of ruby and sapphire,
for to embellish her verdant
draperies, such to lay upon weeping
violets.

Roseate spume cloaks emerald swathes
bathed in tears of dolorous blue. 
Spring yields her throne to Summer, as the
meadows slumber enfolded in scented
violet dreams.

© 2015 Lily's Verse

Lilium Candidum

Image: VIOLETS

Source: www.liveinternet.ru

Artist: Henry Meynell Rheams