Spring loudness

One flower,
Then - the other,
Then one more,
A beautiful 'eyesore'
Of spring on the ring of the Sun,
People dance,
Like a swarm of worried bees,
Petals do what they please,
Ancient gods
Descend into the crowd,
Embraced by the warmest
Sundown.

(Floralia in Ancient Rome - a taditional May feast, observed by most of the population)


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