David John Morris - Rhododendron

The shadow of your flower
Moves o'er the shrine
Leaves nothing but sun rising
Shadows in my mind
The flowers in the hallway
Burst my solemn brow
Your name is rhododendron
Your colour pours me out
Through my senses, doorways open
I've been taking, now I'll learn to give
I cradled my brush as if
She were my child
In inky puddles playing
With blackened tongues we smile
Diving down to the paper
Palace where we play
She draws the four directions
A compass for her I pray
Through my senses, doorways open
I've been taking, now I'll learn to give

Written by:
David Morris

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