Under the Arbour

The burgeoning of life sweeps through each vein,
sweet murmuring to sleepy birches, wake!
The drifting snow gives way to falling rain,
exchanging blades of rye for every flake-
while soft’ning sod releases to the sun
the worm that draws the robin on the wing,
as tides and seasons turn in unison;
a sacred promise realized every spring-
that darkness yields to light [...]

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Sweet green hours, promised bliss.
Idyllic days though eyes deceive.
Halcyon hued masterpiece.
All glory spilled in lambent light,
Lush through splendid oak and pear.
Token jewels of life, dismiss.
My wandered vales no sun perceive.
Dawning dark without surcease,
No verdant touch to tame the night.
Spring more joy than I can bear.
Willfully embracing this,
Stark ruin of the soul, receive.
Sorrow steeped, refused release.
To [...]

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Beneath each snowfall
sleeps the rose,
dreaming of the sun.
Waterfalls draped with
veils of ice
still to the ocean run.
Under the weight of
Winter’s hand,
dormant lies the green.
Deep in each sorrowed,
weary heart,
joy once held and seen.

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