***%) Bluebells chime in Summertime

Ethereal Bluebells
aren’t on human time
When wondrous Springtime knells
soundlessly they chime

Faintest winds stir them at will
unruffled, uncaptured
unstintingly poised they thrill
we’re embraced, enraptured

Summer’s soul
breathes through Bluebells
Takes no toll
all anguish quells

Bluebells’ ineffable presence
flows bravely through their senescence

06/13/26 0905

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