To Your Enduring Lightness​​

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My dear Mount Sopri

I gaze upon your stimulus

And I must say this:

Your beauty is ridiculous.

 

You must be joking

Why can I never look away?

You reek of pure love

Divine Source—flowery bouquet.

 

If I should be forever slave

To your enduring lightness

Then let my heart bloom

Like Saint Thomas Aquinas.

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