(For Elena)

There is a liberation

when the green stem stretches

in strength, baring

its buds to the blazing sun

 

Then the golden light

rains gladness

upon glazed windows

and tapering towers

upon bird-hugged trees

and leaf-rugged paths

and upon the unexplored

places of the human heart

 

 

 

 

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