John Gallar

(San Jose, California)


Look at the blooming frangipani...
Calm down your heart, just sit and listen...
The drums are talking, fire flies glisten,
Tomorrow will again be sunny..
Beacons of flame-trees, shy and hazy
On malachite of endless prairie
Will talk to you like old, good fairy
How life is fragile, but amazing...
Flickering skies immerse in glare,

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