The pansy viola comes in various colors. It is a true miniature.
Imagine my entire meadow filled with these beauties.
……..
the cautious breath of a friend,
presumably, also up,
in the dark of his house,
who alike hears your thoughts,
wondering; that is a true meeting in eternity.
Not this petty worry
about days, months, proximities
to warmth. There are always fires
on earth, that burn immortally.
John Wieners
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