
Two swans through the mist;
drops hang from dank bare branches
Crow’s caw breaks the gloom
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Two swans through the mist;
drops hang from dank bare branches
Crow’s caw breaks the gloom
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little worlds shimmer
hanging from threads of nothing –
a sudden movement
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the sun moving south
the north withdraws its spirit –
gather round the fire
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Phoebus’ daily trail
around an expanding realm –
he enlightens me
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A crack in the sky
awakens the deary night
and the tired soul
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