and see how new grass
lifts green glory
to absolute blue.
Look how swarming gnats
dash in passion,
vortex of life,
swirling whirlpool
in liquid light.
The jay waits
on shadowed fence,
as jeweled hummingbirds
float
in a sea of roses,
nectar drunk,
May-mad.
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