Beauty, Like Time, Travels With You


Pink rose petals

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Beauty, Like Time, Travels With You

The summer came with flowers and orchids

Fragrances from a thousand different blossoms

On rafts of lilac tinted cloud that glide

In to a turquoise sky’s infinitude

Arrayed in silken sunshine through a haze

Long diaphanous draperies of silken gauze

As gossamer on an otherworldly breeze

The jasmine blossoms, white Jasmine tears

And the scent of roses, blooms as dark as indigo

With secret petals, centred in the throat

They glow amid the afternoon

Incomparably bright

And they intermingle, dissonantly sweet

A sanguine lotus flower

Whose heart of flame

Melts and transmutes sensual desire

Which its unfolding petals freely strew

Before its flames expire

Petals in loose and ruffled opulence

Fleetingly glimpsed, then shyly disappear

Blue infinitude

A gold tincture shines through every part

A landscape, richer than antique brocade

Sparkles with intermittent drops of light

A swarming galaxy of bright gold motes

Down a slanting shaft of sunshine floats

Whence scatterings of petal showers

Spread on the ground a carpet

Soft and deep

All evaporate before they wither

Beauty, like time, travels with you

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