A Gentle Sunrise

08 Jan 2024  C. chou  1 min read.

A breeze blows by
Carrying the familiar
Yet fresh scent
Of spring flowers a bloom

The sun rises into the sky.
It’s rays piercing
Through the clouds
Up high

Warming the day
And the rye
For all the butterfly

And then,
The watcher sighs.

On the warm sediment
And in face of
Nature’s friendly sentiment

Suddenly all is well
And everything is swell
As time
Gently flies on by.

C. Chou
C. Chou

A writer that loves cabbages and bamboo, but also enjoys writing and sharing fiction (particularly the fantasy genre). Find me on Medium at: https://chouxherbe.medium.com/