Heartstrings

A lilibonelle - my first!

so ends the summer that held aloft
the threads and gleams of a dream alive
sent out on winds with no hope returned
entwined with laughter refusing to die

the threads and gleams of a dream alive
caught more than beauty and less than pain
adrift the gossamer wings of fate
indelibly fixed on ephemeral flames

sent out on winds with no hope returned
the rush and shudder of time must fall
so part the silvery strands of light
and scatter like blossoms surrendering all

entwined with laughter refusing to die
aloft eternally dreaming it sings
and follows the summer unmindful of rain
to hearts held high upon gossamer wings