Perhaps
written by: Dinka Bednjacic
It is in the way
how gently the summer air
brushes by my face
Silver birch reveals
inflicted scars
under glistening leaves
In the way
parched arid earth
expresses gratitude
to a teeming rain,
in a burst of vivid hues
Golden diosma emits aroma
in waking hours
In the way birds gather
on a power line
joining each other
in early morning invocation,
waiting to announce
a daylight coming
In the way a freeway echo
blends with voices
through a sudden
blast of wind
and then
melts into a distance
Perhaps
it is in the way
your eyes smile
still half asleep
way we discover joy
in simple things,
where ordinary words
create an impact
In the way
we surrender willingly
to a new born day
dressed in colours of hope
Dinka Bednjacic has been writing poetry for many years. She lives with her family in the state of Victoria, Australia. Many of her poems have been awarded and published in books and newspapers in Croatian and English. In 2018 she published a poetry collection titled ‘Pockets in my Heart.’
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