Cycle of One (Haiku)

Jennifer Paige©1998

Thus the frozen ground

Must giveth way to weary

Heads of fair violet

That glow by warm day

In patches of new green’ry

And smile at clear skies,

Only to wither,

Crushed by the violent hands of

The sun’s furnaces,

Browned and wilted, stilled

Stalks bend in prayer to the ground.

The cycle renews.

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