Treasure Island

Joseph Narusiewicz

(9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Messenger Of Love


Every flower coming out of the ground
into sunlight and bringing marvel
Ringing bells of joyful beauty

Hear the new streams amidst the moss
Hear the breeze amidst the tender leaves
Love is everywhere with wondrous renewal

Texas Lady I feel your lonely heart
I know you pine like the rising moon
Did you know that I love you?

I wished the flowers could tell you
I wished the rain told secrets
You are a song bird i hear but can't see

Put the birdbath out for tired wings
When you read this open your window
Hear me in your tree a muse of spring

I've sent a messenger of the truest love

Submitted: Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, April 10, 2013

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