Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Beauty overwhelms
   in green so lush as to stifle,
The scent of summer on the brink of burning
  and carried off by migratory birds.

What language it speaks we hardly know.
Beauty is so vast and relentless
   in its constant desire.

I want to be taken down by its upheaval.
Completely consumed and removed,
   replaced by a vision
   so wondrous,
A vibrant violent comet smear of colour!

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