Earth’s Embroidery
By Solomon Ibn Gabirol
With the ink of its showers and rains
With the quill of its lightning, with the
Hand of its clouds, winter wrote a letter
Upon the garden, in purple and blue
No artist could conceive the like of that.
And this is why the earth, grown
Jealous of the sky, embroidered stars in
The folds of the flower beds.
2 comments:
THAT is glorious! i love it!
Hmmm. I don't usually respond to comments on my own blog. Should i?
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