Tuesday, May 17, 2016

After a spell of rains*

After a spell of rains
By the glass casement
Subtly so placed
A Vase of Roses
How leaves colored
The space,
With rains
How comes
Fragrance
Thine,

With rains
How comes
Dreams
Thine.

(*Note: upon a painting loosely based as attached,Artist: T.Vitali, courtesy : Musica Pittura e Dintorni, Alex Artista, Art without Limits series)

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