Paradise Poem by Kimberly A. Cavanagh

The ice leaves the air

The gentle rain kisses the earth

As I connect to my sacred circle

The cardinals sing

It smells like spring

Outside of my writing window

The buds on the trees are popping

Like champagne bubbles

The birds are attracted

With their effervescent

Show stopping effort

I kiss nature

With my eyelashes

As I take in the view

I am drawn into

My private

Virginal state

of

Heaven