She stands on river's brink to think
of future fair ahead,
holds hands with wonder's link to ink
all hope heart, silent, said.
She dreams beyond the veil this tale
to share where most, mundane,
can compromise, hope's gleam won't fail
to soothe away past pain.
She sways below the mountain high
to rhythms heart may start
to startle into starlit sky
from hibernation, chart
the way to interplay which may
anticipations meet,
where each day's reach may break away
from cares, and, sharing, greet
dreams blessed as fears fade, laid to rest,
metamorphosis wished -
renewed is zest, heart's treasure chest
unlocked, unblocked, relished.
She leans into the breeze and sees
fresh opportunities
where Love love frees to please, to tease,
to seize beyond the seas
Joy where she understands all lands
by rainbow bridge are spanned,
as mountain lies at peace with skies
where providence joins hands
with laughter, light, by day, by night,
by insight spurred to fly
on wings of white to true delight -
acceptance seeks no 'Why ?' ...
Adding your comment:
First of all, dear Scribe, my apologies. I have been terribly remiss in not having properly commented on this beautiful penning before now. Sighhh...Life got so busy (as you know) & I forgot to come back & leave you a petal or two. I hope you know how wonderful I think this is, how incredible I think you are...as a writer & as a Friend. Once more, you impress. Always, you do. Thank you for having written this, Jonathan. 
Just to clarify, I had already removed the "no rhyme" rule shortly after posting it; it was basically a copy/paste statement from my last PIF contest. So, Jonathan is well within the scope of the contest rules. 
