Diffused  shadows of tree limbs

Tremble and shimmer 

Like a body dancing

On antique-white sunlight shades

A harmonious rhythm-

moving me into morning.

And then,

 outside,

As the grass quivers

Sparkles of lavender waft 

In haunting winds-

Don’t forget-

 flowers fade,

gardens overgrow.

Tell them 

you love them deeply,

Like an artesian well 

that swells overtime.