visions

I walk a path of lavender
roses, lilacs, violets,
visions of colour
a potpourri of perfume
surrounds me,
fills the air,
touches me,
the sun shines through
the canopy of the trees above
like a mist, pure and white
diamonds tears glisten
in the early morn
a rainbow of peace, hope,
lilacs, violets,
roses, lavender.

Vicki Thornton July 2009