I hear winter rain
Tap tapping on the window
Like some urgent call
Is there not one last journey
Across the far horizon?
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Wind and water blow
Winter storms surround me here
Trapped in Northern climes
Oh to hear the temple bells
Smell the incense on the breeze
copyright © Res JFB 2nd December 2009
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