Monday, March 23, 2015

Seasons

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An autumn rose 
     placed her seeds 
          upon my chest,

where Winter took them
     like memories
          into the earth,
to sprout again come Spring.

And leaves to rise 
     to shade 
          the herbs below,
when the light is right in Summer.

Fruit 
     and Fall 
          again 
the seeds;

the righteous seeds,

of a never 
     dying 
          love.

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