Tuesday, July 24, 2012


Assured that it will come
perfumed like lavender in passing
or on gusts of a salty wind
I wait
unfolded, beyond time
in the midst of the drone of crickets.

photo by E


Denise | Chez Danisse said...

The beauty of patience.

cha sen said...

Yes, you understand.

Rebekah said...

Hard to leave comments when your posts leave one speechless with delight -- the lavender subtlety of these colors and the sound of the crickets in the last line, though....