A Perfect Pitch

A Perfect Pitch…

as one petal 
unfolded into another
launching the ‘inner’ symphony,
one note after another
played itself.

The sweet scent perfumed
the air as each bellowing
trumpet unleashed an
Alleluia…

For this reason,
the flower’s purpose,
its sainthood revealed—short.

Yet, the song eternal.

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