Monday 9 January 2012

the blossoming

Blossoming bud
tender blood of youthful soil
lays fallow
virgin turf
regained 

crimson tides
 lurch of mothers heart
 screams
  thirsts 
heart of lamb
sacrificed

beauty drips slowly
 into heavy sod
for dreaming has surrendered into a new
formless kiss

forgiveness
breathes
chances out into cool night air
free
eternal

still
river flows onwards
rejoices
becomes
memory
no longer dream
 but truth

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