Climbing cautiously, the vine
Its purple sprouts defying truth
Mystery in global wisdom - death and life
Blood runs sour
Time conquers with ominous desperation
This fresh smooth bean, five golden grapes, a silver jagged rock
Or a thousand crashing waves
All that matters in robin's distant flight
Something within wind's whisper,
wistful, wild, sweet, and teasing
Thankful never knowing
Wonder brightening with curiosity
even the darkest of worn-out seasons.
Copyright ©2005 Sarah Jean Cuddy
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