Time is a withering rose
Beauty grasps the eternal
Virile sky breeds blue angels
Gracious seekers look at Venus
Noble thought returns to dust
Changing equinox
Up is down
Light is a metaphor
Naked love
French poetry glides
Connections in the shadow
Troubadours pray
Processions in somber quiet
Time is a delicate goodbye
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Aloha Joseph... Happy Giving Thanks Day! Most excellently penned... Time is a withering rose / Time is a delicate goodbye... I remember my roses growing old, so quickly, compared to the passing of time... Many of the important things you have omitted, yet your choices ring of knowledge of how relationships ebb and flow... I have enjoyed your write, this eve... all of the best from this life, to you, and all of your relations... Michaelw1two.