
Floral prettiness
Creates a stillness
Awakens the senses
Makes less senseless.
All consuming
The airs sweet perfuming
Nature’s fresh smells
This life fine-tuning.
Branches gnarled
Entwined and snarled
Not unlike life’s defenses
When we feel jarred.
The spark precious
Lovingly tenuous
Blessed with hope
No longer the nemesis.






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