Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Of Green and Purple

It fell from the trees
Floating, rambling
On the roads unseen
Out of fervor
and not insipidity
For it owns the brio of Green
Like you, the sons
Of that divine cosmos
spirited and serene.

The breeze, it touched me
Embraced me, engulfed me
With the fragrance of the purple flower
And with that pervaded
Her majesty, her soul
"You are mysterious, O nature!"
Rushed through my veins
Her boldness of red
And humility of blue,
Inspiring, arousing
A life brand new!