My only hope
Is to make today a better day
Yesterday's mist is clearing
But the world looks paler now
Uncertain.
The owls know
They are hunting together
At the end of the field
Down where the bluebells
Dusted the meadow
in indigo spring
When love tripped dancing
Through the birches
And sunlight dazzled
Through earliest green.
Patience, they wait on the wall
as the world takes another breath
How many insults to love
Can we take
Before love wins?
#CoSopoetry