when you were made—
mounts awakened
valleys, streets and
alleys doused
in sunlight,
chatty brooks sallied
tinseling murmurs
giving passage to this
loveliest season,
and poetry showed me
how you truly are
my maddening reason
©2011 j.a.o.a.
©2011 Jose' Antonio Orellana Artolozaga
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