In eastern sky a flame cherry orange-red
sends thin fingers to slowly caress a dark silhouette
Reaching across tree tops, pinnacles of mounds,
plains and hill sides of deep moist valleys
A gradual warming is released,
sending a distinctive perfume to kiss
as a warm breath on a lovers cheek.
For dawn is bright light
and a Lover has returned
to she who is Great Mother.
His potent gift is all
hers to have
fruit on earth.