• Marcel Wormsley

Each moment…

Each moment...

Each moment brings me closer To the delicate bounties that course Along the of seams of her spirit, Slowly lifting the nainsook lace veil From her trembling visage. She is new to this season, But her tender fruit yields In the stillness of courage. I will sing her accolades until I lose myself In the embryo of her lost time.

Art: “Paisaje Mallorquín con Naranjos” Joaquín Mir Trinxet

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