5/30/2005

Wind's Memory

There were others before us,
there always are

even

the ghosts of daffodils and tulips
return on newly sprouted stem...

and butterflies

where do they go to die?

(to bulbs of flower)

some colors of their wing
swallowed by earth

flutter

in a field of poppie-

how sweetly, remembers the wind.

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