the springtime warmth and
sunshine glow
cast a buttery yellow haze
over everything
the light touches.
illuminating
the field, a sea of
honeysuckles.
just pinpricks of gold
from the top of the hill.
each carrying the promise
of the delicate sweetness
in every flower.
like the promise
that dawn brings,
our sun brightening the world,
letting us know,
there is always the chance
to start fresh.
as its light infiltrates the field,
honeysuckles blink on
like tiny flickering lanterns.