Purple Iris

As dusk settles into night,

I lie in the cool grass

And stare at the clouds

Wrapped in their dark

Starry, blanket.

A warm breeze runs its fingers

Through my hair.

Brushes up against me,

And whispers secrets in my ear.

Crickets and cicadas

Begin their nighttime duet.

The wind holds me close

As we dance between

Good times past.

A wave upon the sea of grass,

Takes my hand,

Entwines its fingers with mine,

And leads me into the night.

The rushes near the river

Take up their baleful song.

The field presses gently up against me

As we dance through

Sorrow, peace, and joy.

A ripple in the water

Pulls me close

Into a simple kiss and

Tenderly embraces me.

The water swirling in my ear

Sounds like the sweetest song.

The water holds me perfectly still

As we dance out of

Life and into blissful existence.

As night settles into dawn

It removes its starry blanket,

And quietly lays it down

Upon us where we lie.