A Walk Amongst the Wildflowers
I lost myself in the midst of wildflowers, as a hiked in nature’s perfection, as a glimpse of peace atop a concrete perception led my life’s wayward expectations to wield a gleeful voice screaming to an incredible sun
Black-eyed Susan’s ever sunlike line the trails like fence post, and the California Poppy burst orange pedaled arrays through sun beams ever so brightly colorful. A calmness moves over me most willfully.
The beaded path led to a wonderland of pure delight atop a broadened mind, as Plains Coreopsis fill the landscape with bushes of flowery blooms, and the air fills with pollination of August’s favorable heatwaves.
A walk amongst the wildflowers that paint imagery within my sights, reminiscent of a passion to portray, while each step forward lends to the betterment and psyche fulfilled.
R. E. Maynard