In between the April rainbows.
And the rose crowned hours of June,
There’s a season of sweet blooming.
Underneath a honey moon.
There’s a day of tender flowering.
All the world so pink and white.
And the scented breezes drifting.
Make a paradise of night.
Maytime! Lovely, flowering Maytime!
Month that mates with beauty rare!
Maytime! Wide eyed budding Maytime.
With her moods so young and fair.
With her fragrant apple blossoms.
With her rain sweet lilac plumes.
With her gardens elfin fairylands.
Of dainty, wistful fairy blooms.
In between the showers of April.
And the high tide of the June,
There are moments we must treasure
For they vanish at the noon.
We must treasure May’s pale blossoms,
We must store for days grown sere
Memories of the gentle reigning
In the springtime of the year.
THE RARE SEASON by LenoreHetrick
and this is annemarie of VENUSfrequency,
living and sharing
apop|culture way of the YOGA, Meditation & ENERGYworkerlifestyle,
… in support of a more mindful and healing world
MAY we be happy, may we be safe, may we be peaceful, healthy, sane and in LOVE.
And with me a carefully curated playlists of musical poetries and sound blossomings by …
let this show be filled with MAY CONTEMPLATIONS on LOVE, KRISHNAMURTI and the Om Shrim Hrim Klim Glaum Gam Ganapataye MANTRA