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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