Monday, December 12, 2011

A Midnight's Chant Of Chamomile by Jenna Kelly

Have you ever realized
That ev'ry gulp of solitude
Resonates like the breaths within
And sounds like a delicate

Pour yourself a piping-hot
Cup of lively tea prior
To the entrancement of dawn
Yet a short time after
The dawning of the new dusk.

A simple
Of such silence
Can make you think so deep...

Perhaps, as deep as
The ultraviolet that pulls you

That you can flavor the world
With as much heart-warming
As possible, but no matter
How good it tastes: life
Will always--somehow--
Find a dark way
To run


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