As the mimulus mist
descends, enveloping in
tones of yesteryear's tears,
recall our pastoral symphony
of haunting melodies and love.
Watch the sun slowly scale
the waiting barren landscape
rendering comfort from reaching
arms to far beyond the surface,
as in slow evaporation ~ I withdraw
leaving you once again, locked
within our clouded memories.
(c) ZYDHA HART 2004