An evening day
in a fading breeze
circling play
to the hours
one by one
in blowing ways
Through meadows dark
and inside mountains
in the mist of haze
the shadows dance
the dark into twilight
one by one
they are softly gone
Oh flower so fine
in earth
and still
in the stillness
of time
going by
one by one
the hours come and go
So much to learn
and dreams to know
before the dark
comes again in
and rises the shadows
to deep blithe
sky of forgotten
day
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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