Transcendental Sonnet #1283:
Aprikosen-Blumen / Apricot Blossoms

Silke still shines in the sky

Three in the morning beneath polished stars
The apricot blossoms are glowing too
The neighbors sleep as do their polished cars
They rest to rise and charge the freeways soon
Although I am awake I dream of you

Apricot blossoms bright stars crescent moon
Red cat climbing up the apricot tree
Sensing excitement on a warming breeze
These are my friends who keep me company

The breath of the desert softly arrives
Ruffling my hair and touching my shoulder
Whispering something has died but survives
I thought at this hour it would be colder
But the fire of your love still burns in me

+Steven Curtis Lance



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