Renascence


"Winter, despise Death's ashen things,
Spring flounces prismatic flings
With Life, adorned in dogwood whites
And pinks, a bride-to-be in lights
To grace her laureled loveliness,
So stricken swains in awe congress!"
Brash entourage sublimely sings,
Rejoicing in rebirthing rites,
Yellows, greens, pastels confess
Exultant joys in her redress
Of Fall's destructive, wintry nights.
One gravid glimpse gives freshest wings
To Nature's plan where plantae grow,
"With beauty bless and yields bestow."

--Carduelis Tristis

 

 

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