New Buds

New buds, and fortunes.
Smells of the sun,
rosewood and honey
for new life begun.
The grey dust of winter
is brushed all away.
The palm opens slowly
to take the new day.

The moth dusted rainbow
bathes pink lighted prayer
to golden winged angels
that swim in warm air,
and peace comes to England
with pure skies above,
and illness is banished
in rays of green love.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.