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and molten is the moment of return, when roses in their whirling start to burn. a 'source' for new streams of inspirations..... thanks for being seen at PH again... Rehan

You've done it again, managed to insinuate yourself into the very heart of nature as the spirit of Spring. However, I feel the final lines might be more apt if they were to read - 'in the green palm of all eternity, she is planted that she might flower in me.

ahhh beautiful. I loved the imagery and rhythm and flow of poem BEautiful work