The lights trembled at the fingertips of graceful
Magnolias dreaming in a pose of a palace dancer
Chestnut trees barely awake
Somber
Stretched the pale candles of the new foliage
Tulips in complete abandonment burned their bonfires
The ravenous grass bit into the asphalt
And the sakura unfolded her foamy sleeves
Cold retreated in the face of this teeming life
Poured down as rain
Fell down as hale
And rose again as the foggy breath
On the lips of the waking earth.
A slug thoughtfully moved its semitransparent horns
Stretching its tiny body towards some private mysterious goal
A lady bug timidly moved its orange wings,
Dragging the black lace on the edge of my palm
I was the earth and the grass
In my eyes blossomed the constellations
Time has retreated
For awhile
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