The zephyr is again out of his
wandering place
While springs reveals herself all
covered in a crude green lace
Winter retreats in haste with
disgrace
While springs reveals herself all
covered in a crude green lace
Butterflies start an invasion of
space
Shy flowers are charted in an out of
the blue satin embrace
The zephyr is again out of his
wandering place
He raptures life without leaving a
trace
The season has come to smile without
expression of face
Actions that dare to plunder the
heart without getting hit by the cerebral mace
Purple whips of petal land on
feelings that no longer brace
Nectar flows and hammers all until
nature spasms without having the pace
The zephyr is again out of his
wandering place
While springs reveals herself all
covered in a crude green lace
Note: This is a rondel developed within an "I am Poetry" group exercise proposed by Mr. Patrick Royal on the 22 of March 2014.
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