Scattered flakes of cherry petals drift Down upon the soil; the inmost eye Sees them borne upon a gusty wind Like confetti thrown by some Divinity. The persistent beat of fast emerging growth Unheard by all but the listening soul, Heralds again the age-long round of birth And joy that sings untroubled by the fall That leafless welcomes winter's solace in. Only the Lenten roses will survive The frozen days and empty nights that kill. Driven by unknown fates are we alive To life that lies beyond the door of death The resting place for our second breath.
Poems Undated (1727)
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