from The Art of Love: Love Poems and Paintings
by Melinda Camber Porter
The two world
Come together
Tensing to touch the
Second of coming to being
This being of two
Plunders the sky and
The earth of all passion
And colour and force
The two worlds
Unite present with past
Till the scars of severed
Childhood and birth
Are soothed, softened away
In the rush of the first
River rain
And the old landscape appears out of blue mist.
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