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When The Cosmos Awakens

Fragrant blossoms perfume the trees
Air roseate with redolence
Birds warbling endless resonance.

Dew luminesces flowers and leaves
Where butterflies on morning jaunt
Fluttering prismatic feathers flaunt.

Morning serenade by bees
Nuzzling blooms for their sweet nectar
The quèen bee's honey collector.

Leaves rustled by a gentle breeze
Cloudless sky vaulting green meadows
Lambs grazing in peaceful shadows.

Dropping slowly into the eaves
Dry leaves and twigs, the sparrows find
A nest, a home they weave and bind.

Fragrant blossoms perfume the trees
Dew luminesces flowers and leaves
Morning serenade by bees
Leaves rustled by a gentle breeze
Dropping slowly into the eaves.



# The Constanza form of poetry

95 thoughts on “When The Cosmos Awakens”

      2. Oh ! My! That made me cry. Poetry is soul , G. So we connect through our souls , it’s a forever friendship. I love your work. You write with so much flair and elegance. It touches the core of my being. Love you my sister across the cosmos , bless you bless you 🤗

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      3. Thank you for the high praise, my dear. Poetry is your beautiful soul. And yes, I feel connected to you. I guess I figured out where you are. One day I’ll find you, Y 🙂
        Make sure you take care of yourself.
        xoxo
        xoxo

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      4. I am taking care of myself, my dear. I guess everyone has to in a way. And yes, we will meet one day , ‘‘‘tis a small world. And we are already connected and we will find our wings too.

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  11. What beautiful nourishing words you write Yassy. I needed some beauty in my life tonight. I thank God for you and thank HIm for continuing to bless you abundantly. You are always in m prayers. I love you more than you will ever know. What a beautiful soul you are and thank you for always sharing that beauty with us 🙂

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    1. I can’t thank you enough for talking to me. It’s a blessing to have friends like you who care enough to talk. People around you really don’t , you know what I mean.
      Thank you my wonderful beautiful kind hearted soul sister. Hope you are well too. Even though I don’t comment it doesn’t mean I don’t remember you. You are a part of my life and always in my heart and prayers!
      Bless you my brave heart ❤️💕

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      2. I understand perfectly, Maggi. I really don’t feel up to it , as you say , there is a lot going on and I am trying to keep my bearing but we will sail through like always.
        And you are s strong girl. You can hold your own. You are a blend of all that is brave and amazing.

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  27. Reblogged this on richwrapper and commented:
    More than just an exercise in form, your Constanza forces several readings searching hidden crusts of delight and sight-and-sound-and-smell sensory just-right load. That you amaze merely confirms I am sure what so many of us already have found in your words and works…and in some ways it is a shame to call it by toil’s second name for too few call such craft joy. Mil gracias, dona Yasmin.

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