Thursday, April 9, 2015

A clean embrace

There is a forgiveness
in standing below
the innocuous paleness
of a spring bloom

So unknowing
of its own
quiet doing
of which it knowingly repents

Leafy dances in shadows
harmonizing with twilight
their roots deep and hollow
and branches low and full

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