-------Fragrant Spring-------
Here we are, old friend,
Here we are, old friend,
re-becoming
as in a dream,
Into soft
green and herons song,
and the fragrant Spring
of roses.
of roses.
We are not
alone
but
completely one,
edgeless and infinite.
A single
ever-changing
season.
season.
Be
here.
Allow
this
breath
to fill
you.
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