Treasure Island

Max Reif

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The Poem of Spring


When the trees flower pink and white
filigree, and the sleeping
god comes back to life

here, where our mountains preside
so drably much of the year

now, when the walls of our valleys
are so green, green, green on all sides,
and our eyes see easy

before Nature gets carried away
and squeezes out too much Fire
and it all burns dead again,

you want to pin it
down with your pen
so it will never slip away,

this elixir,
this secret,

for there's nothing
I could ever seek
beyond this Spring

spreading inside me,
flooding my veins forever.

Submitted: Saturday, March 03, 2007
Edited: Thursday, January 27, 2011

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  • Duncan Wyllie (3/3/2007 2:31:00 PM)

    The fluid of life running freely through your heart, YES! this is a wonderful poem Max
    Thankyou for sharing it with us
    Love duncan X (Report) Reply

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