The Lilac Ring
mid morning
water heavy sky
weltering dark
in shimmering heat
she hid
in the lilac grove
in pale greens and lavenders
hid in the center
of the lilac ring
smelling the thick purple air
feeling the sand-colored branches weaving
feeling
the roots weaving
a nest for her
above and beneath
the earth
home at last
home

© 1987 J.L.Stanley