Eternal

by Steven Pena

The wisteria blooms
in a nirvana field.
October winds, whispering autumn,
smell of bless in a moment of tranquility.
The deep blue skyline,
dotted with tiny explosions of light.
The night is siren ravishing immortality.
In a glimpse, hummingbirds sip
their midnight snack,
from lavender blossoms
This is forever eternal.