The Joy of small Things

The tint of dawn's purple, after the nocturnal dark of eternity...

The tiny tweet of an aves, after the vociferous blizzard...

The first drop of rain on cheek, after the sultry months of heat...

The little bloom of spring, after the deciduous winter...

The silver ray of hope, piercing the elephantine clouds of gloom...

The first word of love, after the torments of quarrel...

The sweet drop of joy, after the torrents of salty glum...

The sumptuous waft of flavor, after the hours of grumbling appetite...



These simple lines of verse, after the barren days of infertile wait...