Joe Burns (1971)

Her eyes glinted as sunlight played upon blades of grass.
Dew drops' faces reflected rainbows.
Expressions; like points of crystals
Reaching from deep within.

Her hair moved gently as breeze led the dance.
Dew drops let go of their delicate hold.
Like a tear's joyful journey washing away
Flowing from deep within.

She smiled as rainbows touched her heart.
Droplets let go of their delicate hold.
Like dew drops with faces;
Reflecting from deep within.

She blinked as if waking from a dream.
Ink flowed from her pen
Like a journey of beginnings in the palm of her hand.
Stories from deep within.