Flight - (Talking Through My Hat) Poem by viorel petru trifan

Now,
when blossom starts bearing road
in song of white and pink, purple and yellow,
when leaf is calling grass and both are calling life,
when Persephone, of Demeter daughter,
fragrant of sap is coming back to Olympus
fly holy thought
to those, like Christ,
come out to resurrection,
fly thought plenty of love for Mom, for Dad,
for sister, brother, relative or friend;
fly thought for long life and for plenty
with willow branch being adorned;
fly honest thought
bathed into bright
day downs;
fly flowers,
fly white,
fly love,
fly light.