Hebe

My leafy body translucently twirls,
Single I share this occasioned world.
My own reflections in daylight primes,
A transfiguration, when it is time.
Strung from my heavenly body above,
Depending on Heves proclaim of love.
Winds tune my heart, saddle my mind,
My other body shows no decline.
Swirled in gracious movement to appease,
Sorrowful chasms from all I displease.
My simulated dangles, form their twinkles,
I stop to smile, to give a tinkle.
When this ambiance is torn by angered weather
I hold no contempt, I am released for ever.

by Douglas Scott

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