Sapsucker in wild cherries
raps out Morse   after a buzzsaw
cantata
 
ripple of water pulls soft breezes
after it
 
leaves           in the highest branches
riffle in a prayer circle   of sky
 
spirea whispers its secrets
in the hummed eloquence
of bees
 
lilies speak in the ancient
language:
fragrance   and color
 
blood rushes through
existence: your blood

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