Yellowing leaves and mellowing eaves
sweeping brooms as shadows loom
blending texture and greying picture
breezes blow on bended bough
so is the inflection ever this day
on this dragon's hill brissling ridge.
Wispering wind and pittering pined
echoing chatter as voices banter
talking pines and chanting tides
fowls chirping on crushed dirt
a mixture of here and there and everywhere
in the seeing of now and the envisioning of later.
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
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