Tuesday, November 28, 2023

Awaiting Your advent

(2837)  Amar malaince phutechilo

In my floral garden there had bloomed
So many flowers, oh don't You know it?
They will drop neath sunlight's heat;
Do You not notice?

Day has departed with hopes aplenty;
Flower-petal colors have gone missing.
Fragrance and nectar have flowed into nothing;
To comprehend are You unable?

When will they arrive, those same months of spring;
They will laugh once more, fruit and bloom thrilling.
Upon a moonlit night on azure sky,
Noting love, You will give in.

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