I Awaken

To a summer sun rising into the dawn

To warm my soul with its fiery blaze

To an autumn wind plucking jewel colored leaves

And floating them through the morning haze

To a winter’s chill that pushes you close

My arm falls across your lilting breast

To spring’s flowery scent that lifts my heart

To remind me how my life is blessed

18 thoughts on “I Awaken

  1. I like this poem very much indeed, Jerry, especially the phrase ‘lilting breast’. That is a perfect evocation of the gentle breathing you experience when you’re completely relaxed with each other, and it has delightful overtones of music.
    Do you mind if I reblog this poem, please?

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  2. Reblogged this on Autumn Leaves and commented:
    Jerry, The Backyard Poet, writes about daily life. He writes about laughter, tears, falling leaves, and above all the wonderful mystery of enduring human love. He writes about those everyday matters that we can so easily undervalue; those everyday matters that are, ultimately, the most important things in the world. “I awaken” is a short, lyrical poem that shows his work at its simplest and loveliest.

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