A Blissful Day

I will brand this day a blissful one
Sprinkles flowers, showers from the sky instead
As it waters the soil and lessens humidity
Washes our paths our human endeavors
Moisten the soil to reinvent its magic
Strengthens the poor forsaken plants
Rejuvenates the dry land
The hummingbird, with no nous of whiff
Where the folklore washes the stringers
Anywhere in the unfrozen minds that we rest assure
Glorious orchard that give sin to mankind
To respire when the sky slows down
 Hominoid skipper of optimism
The poise that produce and shudders
Like the little lovers left unconscious in the haze of fog
Just a day to reclaim the past
Yes on our individual!  Our own Metamorphosis

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