In Passing
How swiftly the strained
honey
of afternoon
light
flows into
darkness
and the closed bud shrugs
off
its special
mystery
in order to break into
blossom:
as if what exists,
exists
so that it can be
lost
and become
precious
~ Lisel Mueller
~
(Alive
Together)
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