Spring - Love Transformation
SPRING - LOVE TRANSFORMATION
His river-bed flows in love-warmed lands
But when it’s shelled with loneliness frigid,
(That isolation brings in empty hands ),
Then he feels the pain of coldness rigid.
All too solid is the frozen shell of solitude.
All too absent the emotion flow he needs
When heart returns to beating sinewed
Life, which warming water feeds.
Oh, let the spring come quick on winged heels:
Oh, let him find an overflowing love
Until his empty bed once more feels
The penetrating light from there above.
Then the transformation’s seen in him
And soul’s replenished to the very brim.
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Written for Debbie Guzzi's Contest "Transformation"
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