The morning air has a sweetness to it
A fragrance new and fresh
As from that cold and languid night
The Sun gives birth again to its Creation,
An unmarked innocence,
The scents of Eden, fill the air
Tender and young shoots of light
Dance in etheric waves upon Earth’s face
Stirring life from its slumbers
A smell of beauty attends the waking of the Soul
- William M. Drake
5/28/47 - 5/18/11
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A fragrance new and fresh
As from that cold and languid night
The Sun gives birth again to its Creation,
An unmarked innocence,
The scents of Eden, fill the air
Tender and young shoots of light
Dance in etheric waves upon Earth’s face
Stirring life from its slumbers
A smell of beauty attends the waking of the Soul
- William M. Drake
5/28/47 - 5/18/11
Click here for more William Drake. Click here to view all posts.
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