LILAC TREE (In Memory Of My Mother)



It fell in the winter
Wind

That blew the year
She went away

I left it there
To speak

Its silence
To the clay

Waiting for some
Summer miracle

Blossoms
On a fallen tree

Hope
For the one
Who stumbles

Tumbling

From storm
To stillness

My soul
Has come
To rest

Out of the raging
New life bearing

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