Chestnut Herbal School


When the sky is still black

Yet entertaining shades of steely blue

Earth gathers her skirts about her and

 rises up for the Suns first kiss of color

She gently hushes the crickets and screech owls

And rouses the dew-laden flowers from their slumber

The beads of wetness captured from the cool night air

joins the thickness of summers breath

with the morning’s heat


Petals are lightened

Stigma and stamen readied

For daylights first pollinator to also hear

The wake-up of warmth and color

Bespleckled with birdsong

 - Juliet Blankespoor

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