Leaves of Green

by Michael Morain

In the doorway,
Patterned by the garden,
The leaves so green,
She stands,
Her face made graceful,
By the coolness of the day,
Her lips trembling,
In the moment,
Sipping each breath of air,
As it moves against her heart,
She knows,
From the radiance of her eyes,
The secret of life,
An essence confided,
In the perfume of the roses,
That live for no reason at all,
Merely to,
Be.






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