This a meandering journal of random musings and observations by Morgan McFinn while he lived in a wooden bungalow along the Gulf of Siam in Thailand. Colorful char..
She listened to the language of flowers
Each fragrant petal in softened tender hue
Vernal vines growing upon pregnant orchards
Through the austral weft of sown eternal clues
She reached within the bestowals earthen stillness
Cinereous pearls draping the gracility of her neck
Encumbering upon the hidden pools of teardrops
The cerise willows softly reaped and wept
Revealing secretive pastures inside the meadows
Into the silent forest of tranquility’s plea
Orchards of deliverance are forever growing
Fertile fields to the soul of life’s living destiny…
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