Saturday, June 23, 2018


Barely a leaf
to warm the morning
on this very 
wintry dawning.
And rarely a morning
to cheer your heart
in this way
where you now start. 

So unusually
do we see
the depleted leaves
 clinging onto stalks
as Winter-sweet blooms
pale against the sky,
softly fragrant
reaching high.
And all around
is waiting for
the all-spice scent
to call you over
where all above 
will welcome you,
as this sweet tree
calls to me.
So let life be
 like a fragile leaf
and let all fall 
onto the ground 
as you rise above
all around
 golden flowers
to the higher light.

- o O o -

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