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This soul 
of meagre existence, 
trapped in these thawed cocoons 
of insignificance. 
Amalgamated in shades of grey 
that vagrantly wander these desolate 
plato’s of hopelessness. 
 
 
Until... 
He gazed upon 
these golden shores 
where angels reign 
with golden trumpets glistening 
in pristine bliss, 
As they proclaim divinities of love 
 
 
Seduced by charms of whimsical butterflies. 
The soft cadence that rise above 
these once latent chambers of heart 
Now laced in delicate scoops 
of swirly blossoms. 
 
 
These splendid coloured mosaics 
that has founda place, 
in this once barren land 
of heart. 
Resonating still….

Blossoms