spring
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The Book of Wilt & Wonder
I am gold that arrives before greena promise too precious to last ** The leaf becomes the flowerbut the flower forgets its name by dusk ** She wears her richest crown in deathburning brighter as she fades ** They rise… Continue reading
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The Harmony of Spring
Bees buzzing gentlyflowers blooming in chorusearth sings her old song Sun smiling softlywarming the bones of the treeswaking every bud Brilliant blue sky stretchedlike a fresh canvas of breathpeace without a sound Petals kiss the breezelaughter hidden in the grassseeds… Continue reading
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The God Who Wakes the Worms
They say he comes barefoot, leaving footprints of moss in frost-bitten soil. Not summoned, not born but thawed from beneath the world when the first crocus dares to dream. His name is unpronounceable by clean mouths, but the crows call… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 