A
single briar rose on a garden trellis
Faced
the sun and opened her petals
A
sparrow on the rim of a tiny pool ---
Seeing
water, splashed and bathed
Diamonds
in rain sparkling on leaf tips
Held
against gravity eventually fell
The
petals, too, one by one --- the lone
Sparrow
left: time takes what it brings
The
lovely things of Nature --- they
Come
and go, they rise, fill the world
With
beauty, and leave --- Not so the
Things
I see in vision they have some
Strange
permanence, it’s as if they’ve
Always
been --- existing --- outside
The
world and they always will ---
For
they do not fade with time, I find
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