The Effortless Effervesce

Spectacular spectrums murmur me out,

In a freedom of foggy filigree,

And I am left flabbergast, unravelled upwards,

 In the honest hue of awe...

This supple fullness of flow,

This effervescent silver negligee

Enfolds thought in the tip and quip,

Of a wordless wit that only the forest knows...

And while the world is caught in low-anchored cloud,

I breathe deep the diamond dust,

Breathe slow and small in the enormity,

Of a world in the effortless effervesce...

Alison Zacharias © 2012