Rosary Vine

The rosary vines 

The vine that hangs down the trees in the summertime 

Leads the heart through the blizzards and surreal lies. 

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The unruly hair and shaggy vines 

Live pompously and drink the antidote of time,

The rosary enchants my femininity,

Now, I grow strenuously. 

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Nature drinks wine and digests 

As this summertime sadness is no longer a guest.

The retrograde has now found itself anew,

I feel rejuvenated as Earth softly whispers through the lagoon's typhoon. 

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The rain and mild climate show off the world's healing powers,

The very ones that lead the heart and wash away the drought. 

Mother Nature hears Earth's call,

And the rosary vines help raise what has gone.