Irises
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Irises (1)
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In the irises the Rainbow descends
Bending down to kiss the earth.
She comes and spreads her colors
Everywhere, and especially here,
In her children irises
Growing beneath the spreading ash.
They do not need an interpreter
Nor song to sing their beauty.
A bloom bursts forth, usually
At night, when the world is sleeping.
For a few days, a week, they shine
Illuminate the world with rainbow beauty.
Slowly they whither before the sun.
Did you behold their withering beauty?
Wm. P. McKane
08 June 2019
Bending down to kiss the earth.
She comes and spreads her colors
Everywhere, and especially here,
In her children irises
Growing beneath the spreading ash.
They do not need an interpreter
Nor song to sing their beauty.
A bloom bursts forth, usually
At night, when the world is sleeping.
For a few days, a week, they shine
Illuminate the world with rainbow beauty.
Slowly they whither before the sun.
Did you behold their withering beauty?
Wm. P. McKane
08 June 2019