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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

Dinka Bednjacic

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.’
Dinka Bednjacic

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