Branches with green buds
in the early morning light,
swaying and sun-bless”d
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Through bare grey branches
I can see spring’s pink blossoms:
transient beauty.
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Ambushed by beauty -
the blossoming Bridalwreath
declaring spring now.
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Smoke rises
from the extinguished candle:
the aura lingers.
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