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~*~Glass Orchards~*~


Delicate...
Is the mind,
That seeks to rewind,
The events that may...
Have pushed you to find,
Something more important
by far...
Something...So delicate.
Like the flower that hangs
from the trees;
The flower that climbs the
most intricate vines in the
breeze...
Delicate.
Like that which is all too
fortunate  to  be  nurtured,
Growing...
Fertile,with beauty,in vast,
Loving care.
Aware...Of how delicate....
A flower, made of glass,
A flower,where any petal may
fall at an incorrect caress.
So very delicate...
The nature we confide,
As we grasp the goblet that,
Feeds our thirst for life.
Delicate;
The passions and possessions,
That feed our strife.
Broken;Would be the soul,that
could forget...
The intricate choreography...
The overabundant synchronized,
Heart-swelling  simplicity...
Of something...Just so...
              Delicate.

     ~*~G.M.Key copyright2003~*~

           ***~***new time,new place...This Spirit Rides on***~***

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