The yellow blossoms...

The yellow blossoms outside my window..
Swing with the morning breeze and bloom...
Yellow’s the mild rising sun...
Brightly adorned.. the green garden...

The call to the bees is sent over miles..
They hum the tune in the ears of the yellows...
The yellows blush ..in the greeny lush...
The spring is here in the meadows...

Scented and levitating in fragrance this morn..
My heart longs for you...
Bright like the blossoms.. I stand at the horizon...
Waiting to hear ...the hum from you....

LOST.....

It’s so very undone...
Unaware of whether I am dead or alive..
Wake me up... if I am sleeping...
Shake me awake.... let me not be dreaming....

I have seen the thunders roar..
In the skies above a few heads and mine....
They’re not the rainy clouds that are spreading....
It’s a storm..so dangerous and growing...

Run for life ....or run for the rest in pain...
Forward it is...or backwards insane...
It’s the light that does way with the dark...
Or is it the darkness that makes visible... the spark....

Staring into the emptiness.. wide eyed I stand...
Call out my name ....or give me your hand...
My light’s missing and I am in need of it right now...
Am I still sleeping or badly in need of some sleep right now???