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My garden
Forlorn and eternal in a garden
Adorned by perpetual drizzling
Of salty tears of those hardened
Of years of misery in living.
Look up, and it’s tears forever.
There’s no changing the natural.
It’s silent here and none’s better
Than the tranquil and calm withal.
White lilies, white lilies around
Within a garden of dolor,
Whisper to me a secret found;
Your truth, your own white colour
Adorned by perpetual drizzling
Of salty tears of those hardened
Of years of misery in living.
Look up, and it’s tears forever.
There’s no changing the natural.
It’s silent here and none’s better
Than the tranquil and calm withal.
White lilies, white lilies around
Within a garden of dolor,
Whisper to me a secret found;
Your truth, your own white colour
Published 21st Mar 2014
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21st Mar 2014 1:47pm
It feels like you could make this a series of work and make it quite beautiful. I love it :)
21st Mar 2014 9:58pm
