A cataclysm of luminous gaiety
gilds the lea with joy -
I smile -
my heart is stilled and warmed
Like the languid sun that hides
behind fair weather clouds
I am weakened in awe
But my spirit has risen
with the spring wind
and taken flight
And the bees are glad
©Rose
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