(after the painting by Cy Twombly)
by Neil Ellman
Plum blossoms
explode in pink exuberance.
It is spring
and the rose-like scent of peonies
fill the air.
It is the dawn of creation
the beginnings of life
scattered sky, a garden,
a pond where lilies float
on silent rafts
wind sows life and death
then life again.
it is spring, coming and going
then coming again
on flowering wings.
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