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That lamentation, as it was, Heard for centuries above Has told of the glory and the loss Among the other needless costs In it now I find a friend and foe Here in the belly, the undertow, The phantom crashes, deep bellows, Fiery lights made palpable A static tension in the air Breeding pain, doubt and despair Multiplies, exemplifies, Heavy hearts and saddened eyes But it's necessary for Harboring coming downpour Floods crashing through ***** streets Wipe clean the mark of entitled feet Rejuvenation in desolation And when wandering your gardens I stopped to appreciate every flower You sang me along, flowers seemingly Growing where you walked Magnificence made my breathing heavy I longed so very much to sing with you But I could not breathe, I could not make a sound The rain is falling now With arms full of tulips and the idea of you I'm carried outside myself By the scent still left in your wake Intimacy in isolation There is something to be gained Sitting lonely in the rain Wrapped within nature's grasp Unifying present and past I've now only in this weather Visions of these gardens brought to wither The vibrant mind of springtime Knocked unconscious in the winter Anywhere the sun leads you The clouds are sure soon to follow But you'll be far from daunted There will be more gardening tomorrow
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 8:59 PM UTC
Cycles and feelings, reasons and seasons
That lamentation, as it was, Heard for centuries above Has told of the glory and the loss Among the other needless costs In it now I find a friend and foe Here in the belly, the undertow, The phantom crashes, deep bellows, Fiery lights made palpable A static tension in the air Breeding pain, doubt and despair Multiplies, exemplifies, Heavy hearts and saddened eyes But it's necessary for Harboring coming downpour Floods crashing through ***** streets Wipe clean the mark of entitled feet Rejuvenation in desolation And when wandering your gardens I stopped to appreciate every flower You sang me along, flowers seemingly Growing where you walked Magnificence made my breathing heavy I longed so very much to sing with you But I could not breathe, I could not make a sound The rain is falling now With arms full of tulips and the idea of you I'm carried outside myself By the scent still left in your wake Intimacy in isolation There is something to be gained Sitting lonely in the rain Wrapped within nature's grasp Unifying present and past I've now only in this weather Visions of these gardens brought to wither The vibrant mind of springtime Knocked unconscious in the winter Anywhere the sun leads you The clouds are sure soon to follow But you'll be far from daunted There will be more gardening tomorrow
ej-aghassi
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 8:59 PM UTC
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