Easter Air Poem by Neran Sati

Easter Air



with tender breeze in spring, boughs

across the orchards, gently swing



like waves of arms departing

like long white fingers, ringed



in rich blooms, spreadin slow

apart, and movin back along



in wide arches, to appease

time and breath



Easter Air!





2004/2016 © Neran Sati

Saturday, March 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: god
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