SECOND SPRING

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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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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