Sunkissed Dream
Near indigo blues
And adriatic greens
In the light of the sun
The grasshopper sings
A rhythmic chime
Floating on a breeze
An hypnotic slumber
Of stillness and ease
Of honey silk sighs
And cottoned caresses
Of pale copper skies
On breathing canvases
An everlasting tale
Of what was
And what will be
Sung from high
Up in a tree
Hidden from sight
By luscious greens
The grasshopper knows
The grasshopper sings
The now is what counts
And where you want to be
For the passing of time
Slips away so easily
About the Author
After 2020 rewrote my life when medical challenges brought my professional career to a close, I shifted focus to a purpose-driven life. Now dedicated to personal development and reflective expression, I believe that while we don't always choose our opening lines, we always hold the pen for the chapters that follow.