Where Petals Lie...I Don't Want To Miss a Moment

Nature’s slate that long lay dormant

Beams with beauty’s enterprise

I don’t want to miss a moment

Of its poem-paradise

Wild-bloom gardens spill at random

Blue-strife, daisy, chamomile

I don’t want to miss a moment

In the full of nature's smile

Where winds usher I will follow

Hollows rife with flower-joy

Rhapsody of rose and rainbow

Halos earth’s common employ

Dawn unveils Time’s glimm’ring progress

Somber tide that none can tame

Summer rolls through brook-lined gorges

Strums the soul of shimm’ring grain

Gilds the goblet of a lily

With a sip of honeyed dew

Drains a carpet green and hilly

Where its season-song runs through

Tunes our touch with tender rev’rence

Soon noon turns this silk-spun Now

Into thought’s forgiving romance

…thorns fade in dusk’s afterglow

…and, I don’t want to miss a moment

Where Duty and Dreaming vie

For the darling-ness of summer

Slipping to where petals lie

Sweep of mist-anointed Rembrandt

 Sweet, swift summer skims the sod

I don't want to miss a moment

Of its green-leaf gift from God

© Janet Martin

My friend Donna inspired this poem. 

She said she drove the other night, with the sun-roof open and her heater on 'cause its summer and she doesn't want to miss a minute!

I feel the same:)