Rite of Spring
a swarm of pipes
celebration of spring she
was calculating our future
the girl from the yellow river
rituals of the tribes holy proce-
ssions our nudity entertained vo-
ciferous applause of the wicked sag-
es blessing-
the earth mysterious games cau
ght in the perpetual circle of fate steals
chosen one for the sage dances to de
ath rite of spring at the door of winter
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2016
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