Have kissed their limits
Hello and goodbye.
And ‘ere the moment
They are at last embowered
By these watchful arms
A keeper emerges in the offing
Without a word,
Speaking only with compassionate hands
That toil ceaselessly in iridescent shadows
Cast by a remote awareness
Of where the smallest path once lay bare,
Dutifully awaiting a chance at perfection.
Art: “Verger en Fleurs” (Orchard in Bloom)