Cloudy,
gray,
tears
are falling.
Silken
cheek flush,
tinged
with mercy.
Brings
forth change,
falling
leaves of pain.
Petal
lips
drip
honey balm.
Anointing
grace
eyes
glistening green.
This
good earth
soft,
warm and fragrant.
Furrow
deep,
rich
wholesome bed.
Acorn
broken,
tendering
green shoot.
The
sower’s gift,
sister,
lover, friend.
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