[Goodbye is in Spring Flowers]

Goodbye is in spring flowers
that say hello.
They nod, haphazard,
their faces aglow.

They sway with the current
of time and of wind,
of the movement in hallways;
their light not rescind.

Their faces and traces
not caught by the air.
Their fragrant motion
so quiet, so fair.

The slow transformation
from spring into summer
bids flowers goodbye,
yet their glow
we remember.

But they bloom
again and again,
and history
recites itself over time
even as we write it,
and often
despite it.

Written Spring 2012, Emma Dumitra.
Image from http://www.discoverdesign.ca.


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