Delphiniums


                                                                     Delphiniums


Delphi was the seat of power
Omphalos at its center
Its oracle could sway wars
Stands extinct in dusty ruins

We mark days on calendar
Try to predict the weather
We organize to control
In process lose our soul 

Let the soul settle
In its own reality
Which might seem insane
Better than a life of despair

We pick up the pieces
Arrange them in choices
Happy with what is left
Each a leftover gift

For Delphi I grow Delphiniums
Shades of pastel , violets , blues
Dance , having their moment in the sun
Shrivel and die , having had their fun


                                              © Lalarukh Lasharie

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