The Pear Tree

Caroline HarrisOctober 17, 2012

I stroke a lily’s petals
Rub dew between my fingertips
And watch the day blossom before me
As a bumblebee whispers her prayers
To the branches of a pear tree.

Golden light streams through the twisted branches
Hummingbirds and seeds
Drifting through the summer solstice.

On this day of blessed idleness
I lie beneath a pale blue sky
Clouds shaped like white water lilies
Passing me by.

Caroline Harris is currently a sophomore at Castilleja School in Silicon Valley, California. Her writing stems from a deep-set fascination with the subtle nuances of the English language. An accomplished musician and aspiring writer, Caroline’s extensive travels and overseas experiences inspire much of her work. Her interests range from skiing to public forum debate to piano and chorus, and her love of language carries her through her daily life. She particularly enjoys poetry and flash fiction, and attended the Interlochen Academy of Fine Arts over the summer in order to further these interests. Caroline reads and writes religiously with the hope of publishing a literary collection one day.