the deep field of snow
with its crystals and diamonds
turns to mud
and the stem of purple orchids
drops its blooms
until it is only stem
and we, too, rearrange
and become not beauty
but its source
March 15, 2019 by Rosemerry
the deep field of snow
with its crystals and diamonds
turns to mud
and the stem of purple orchids
drops its blooms
until it is only stem
and we, too, rearrange
and become not beauty
but its source
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Oh yes.
thank you, Ann … it’s curious to me that the women seem to be really getting this one, the fellers not so much.