A New Spring In Her Veins Poem by Lia Padena

A New Spring In Her Veins



and the graces of the infinite universe
  they all dressed the king
  their sun
loved
adorable
listened with holiness
in new, warmer clothes
and more appealing
and the flowers received it in themselves
as a king as it was
all became a choir of pure passion
a new spring in her veins
nature was serving it further
deeper
what blind people did not see
what the deaf people did not hear

A New Spring In Her Veins
Thursday, April 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: headache
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