remembrance

Now they are long gone, hiding
in the memory
of pink petal in full bloom.
To rest one´s face in a dew-wet peony
is a splendid experience.

Now outside my window, a wind
that blows away old habits
I guess I´m going outdoors and attend
to rest my face in those wind gusts.
hopefully, it will be
a splendid experience
when new habits enter in the storm.

Now on my signboard, a sketch
to dive into
looking for layer
with a new eye. yes,
a splendid experience
when habits change and
new opportunities open up.

just like the peony
no longer hiding
in a memory.