A Rosy Sanctuary by Fotoula Reynolds at Spillwords.com

A Rosy Sanctuary

A Rosy Sanctuary

written by: Fotoula Reynolds


She cries her own spring posies
And like a dead passion that has
Gone to seed, she will tread
Softly among melancholy fields

Her modern spirit rises to align
Bright stars in the direction of a
Dream yet to be dreamt and in
The still midnight the raven-haired
Beauty in the pale-blue doorway
Entices her once more

An incense sweet as pine and
Eucalypt in a rosy sanctuary
Invites a warm love in to the
Wide quietness of a paradise

But sometimes
Sleep’s shadowy thoughts
May never let the breeder
Of flowers
Breed the same again

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