The thistle-puffs upon the gentle breeze
Shimmer in the sun like fairies’ wings
As seedling thoughts adrift in minds at ease
The rustle sounds among the swaying trees
Whisper of the joy that summer brings
With thistle-puffs upon the gentle breeze
The flowers flirt and dreamy insects tease
Sipping sap and dancing coded rings
As seedling thoughts adrift in minds at ease
The chirping lilt of nature’s symphonies
Harmonise with songs the season sings
Of thistle-puffs upon the gentle breeze
The swirling tides upon the restless seas
Conjure waves of wild imaginings
Like seedling thoughts adrift in minds at ease
The feathered clouds appear as heaven’s keys
Portal to a world of secret things
Like thistle-puffs upon the gentle breeze
And seedling thoughts adrift in minds at ease
— Wayne Visser