IT was upon the burst of autumn
those explosions of colour
when your spirit and body
seeped into my empty soul
Autumn, the second spring for me now
my heart — a blooming flower
My soul before your grace embraced
a bare branch against the wind
N’ver believing this river again would flow
frozen before I met your lovely face
So delicious your autumn spring of spice
each bare leaf a swollen flower
I tremble in your presence as you sway
upon my rock this and every day
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November 10, 2013
SECOND SPRING
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