A Feast of Peaches

Lush if that is the preference

When before the deity stands

A heart, a soul

A yearning for a forgotten

A timeless, a lifetime’s

Unquenched Memory

A prayer sent, a plea

A bargain, a deal

For grace in groves of peaches

In sweetness, in intoxicating

Rivulets of dreams

before the garden

Before the feast

When we in the company

Of immortals gaze

Into eternity…

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