Autumn Spring

Sometimes in Autumn may be Spring,
In spite of fear, pain, and cold,
The Roses, Honeysuckle and the Morning Glory
Most crazy inflorescences dare to unfold-
Each hour of the day a whisper is-memento mori...

Saint-Beast

It used to be a Saint who killed the Beast,
When Good and Evil were clear to be seen;
Now times have come to wonder
What Principles may mean,
When Plus and Minus on each other feast.