Tis' awakens my soul's being
To the day's bright glow
The crimson of shining leaf foreseeing
In its glistenin' radiant dew
Kneeling in open space, discreet
With quiet gentle breathlessness
I lay at the posy feet
Close to the flowers of my 'Genesis'
© daniel miltz
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