eric sundin

Do we barely spare a glance
to Spring’s tender flower
while reaching enraptured trance
when we online cower?

To seek peace in single pursuit
persevered for its own end
(be it heartrendingly minute)
ain’t that when we may transcend?

Yes, and a fair chance while flowers we’re smelling
while squinting online a case less compelling!

edited 12/01/25 1535