Moon Flower rising…
There is a sweet blossom melody
It lingers on the edge of this morning
After a crescent moon bath of scent
in the blue-black sky during dreamland
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Open still in this cool awakening from
The summers days full of wet heat
gardens limp in the cry for raindrops
And the glory of datura opens to the night
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Gives her full moon unfolding to the darkness
Stirring the shadows to her intoxication
With whispering promises of glory in twilight
To be remembered when dawn cracks open
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And Sun spreads light on her wilting magic
Radiance takes her life in slow droops
Radiance takes her perfume back to the earth
Quiet now, still as a new moon sky twinkling
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She closes her white velvet life to the morning
In the wrap of a mother protecting her seed
Rest comes in busy prepare of prickly pod
Daring you to snatch her children in day bright
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For hundreds of melodies wait to be born
A symphony of night blossoms in full bloom
On a clear summer night next July inhaling
Again the fullness held within those seeds
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`copyright. jeanne adwani