I.
The sun rises warm
As the tenderest embrace,
Lighting love shared sweet.
II.
Swift flows the current
Of true love’s passion unleashed,
Crows waiting on wire.
III.
The book, when borrowed,
Does not have fullest effect,
Mountains soar abroad.
IV.
What is seen is not
The most of all, everything,
Oceans fully course.
V.
Waves sweep over sand
Wearing away hardest rock,
Singing never stops.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
