Wednesday, March 31, 2010

That Too Shall Pass

With each step,
a gentle slap
for both cheeks,
from fresh, tingly breeze.

Meanwhile, on the left,
orange poppies,
for the eyes,
a delight make.

Grateful heart rejoices,
from conditions,
so gathered
for perfect moment.

Not so fast,
wise mind whispers
in the ear,
that too shall pass.

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