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Ilumini

It is not my silence that harkens your thought
it only enhances demanding desires
a whirlwind stoking of latent fires
manifesting in the mind at rest

bolts of lightning
ilumini
where colours explode

sparking the dark
painting an elegant sky
kissing of the rivers
not long for dry

violet to green
sails full mast
waves pounding
pushing, pulling
pondering
moments left at sea
I see
blue

in rose's stubborn petals
barking back at the wind
bending her ear
to the echo of spring
when she shall bloom
full flower
exposed
naked to her sun
and her scent

seducing the one who wanders her grounds

unlock the rusted gates of heaven
fill out the prophecy of man
dry off those feathers and fly
for above you can see clearly
beauty
so natural, so free