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No appointment necessary

An advancing army
white flags surrendering skywards
towards gentle sun.
Meeting, greeting,
enchanting the eye.
A mesmeric breeze-induced wave
of nodding heads,
this earth-bound cloud of angels
hymns their worship
to an extravagant creator.
Summer snow
meadowed for a season,
charming fly and bee
to visitation,
no appointment necessary.
Neither fallen comrade
nor wounded foe
poppy this field
with contaminating blood.
The whisper of the wind
a benign dictator,
enthrals each petal, stem and leaf.