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Waiting for lilacs to bloom

A poem with three senses

By Cezarina TronePublished about a year ago 1 min read
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First days of May and

I am waiting for lilacs

to bloom. The air is sweet

with anticipation. And as

I wait for the lilacs to bloom,

their past fragrance lingers in my

imagination, a promise of

new beauty to be consumed.

I close my eyes and inhale the scent

of flowers yet to grace my sight,

imagining how marvellous they will look.

Their purple hues, a dazzling delight.

I long to touch their soft petal faces,

and feel their delicate texture

in my palm, to bask in their beauty,

to feel my heart soothed and calm.

I am waiting for lilacs to bloom,

for their beauty to burst forth and shine,

for their fragrant aroma to be consumed,

and make every moment divine.

Second week of May comes.

So, I’ll be waiting for lilacs to bloom,

and let their beauty wash over me,

filling my senses with their perfume

and setting my spirit free.

nature poetry

About the Creator

Cezarina Trone

Writing a new world into existence, bringing magic, ease & wholeness to others 'making them light up from the inside'. Apart from writing, I dedicate all my time facilitating sound therapy and quantum energy sessions: www.cezarinatrone.com

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