Poetry

The rustling of wheat on a summer morning.

Photo by Jacek Dylag on Unsplash

Golden fields,
sleeping beauty.

Amber peaks;
early morning,
summer sun greetings.

birds chirping,
sparkling silence,
windy wheat rustling,
dawn sun rays kissing kernel crowns.

Whispering wheat.
dancing waves: ebb and flow.
Barefoot witty wheat walking,
dew drops coolly caress arms and legs.

You and I: Love, harmony, and peace on…

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