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aussi dedie’e a` Poopsee (en response a` Le valse des te’ne`bres) avec amities tres fort ~ Le Chateau Demoiselle
the pulsating heat of the sun’s rays
The clear blue sky shivered
and turned a blinding shade of silver
then mellowed to a creamy shade of white.
I sat on the faded green grass and stretched my palm toward heaven.
A perfect red rose softly landed on my palm.
I felt a tear form in my eye,
run down the length of my face
and fall somewhere in the grass.
Then flowers began to fall from heaven and the fragrance
filled my head
until my whole body was numb.
Soon the flowers covered me and I began to breathe in the flowers,
coughed them out in a moments panic,
then I relaxed
and let the lovely and soft petals
I stopped breathing and I felt my heart grow still.
Coldness swept over me and I
felt my soul lift,
soar toward heaven.
A new search will begin.
-from Seasons of the Heart
by Evelyn M. Wallace
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