Wide Open Fields

You are a field of greenest grass

lush in the valley

from melting snow.

You are the smell of pine

as the breeze whistles

through hushed branches

the sweetest

smell

on 

earth.

You are the warmest blanket

that caresses and heals

this wounded 

aching heart.

You are the stars that shine

and dance

in a sky full of wonder

and mystery.

And I

am yours

as each

experience

floods

my being 

profoundly.

Reviews

[free will]

This wounded heart sounds like it has been healed. Nice work :)

[Botania]

Thank you free will.