What lies beneath the tender skin
Absorbing rays from springtide sun
The truth hidden so deep within
And waits for none.
Where is the path to lead the way
When in the darkness eyes can’t see
The beauty of a sun lit day
That sets life free.
Inside a bud flowers are born
Each petal growing in the dark
Until the sun can sing the dawn
To make its mark.
The gift of living waits for all
To breathe in light at summer’s call
© JG Farmer 2014
Form: Sapphic Ode Sonnet