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Rustled (By The Wind)
The leaden skies cover (her) completely.
Clouds, like glutted lips, brim with moisture and then rain down.
At once, its vastness is sodden, & every stem is the more fertile with beaming color.
But one, the greater of these!
This rose, whose petals have been teased apart, reveals its splendor!
Her stigma, as rustled by the wind.
As sung to by a humming (Sunbird).
Gift a gift that makes trinkets of mortal indulgence.
Clouds, like glutted lips, brim with moisture and then rain down.
At once, its vastness is sodden, & every stem is the more fertile with beaming color.
But one, the greater of these!
This rose, whose petals have been teased apart, reveals its splendor!
Her stigma, as rustled by the wind.
As sung to by a humming (Sunbird).
Gift a gift that makes trinkets of mortal indulgence.
Published 5th Jul 2024
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