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Ramonda
Mauve sweetheart of mountains
your petals pulse purple twilight and scatter small stars
amidst scars, whilst wars rage on the world's dark stage
and the stage disintegrates to a mass grave,
scissored by shadow and scythed by sorrow.
But mountains are amethyst-studded with promises of tomorrow -
languid lilac revived by the gentle kiss of a mountain stream.
Sleepy sweet-scented stars dreaming delicate dusk,
blooming from hostile ground, birthed from rocky earth,
storm-swayed but unbroken, budding
through the longest night, awakening
violet visages unfurling from the heart of dark
to be reborn in the gold-gifted dawn.
Tenacious you cling as morning sings
to the small yellow sun rising
in each resilient heart.
Copyright ©
Charlotte Puddifoot
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