In the dry season
Everything looks dull and uninteresting
And it's natural,
But one thing is very interesting and living,
That is my inner vision
For which I write with great ease and rhythm,
Unaware of the harsh time;
Even the dry objects of nature get true life and spirit
In my sublime poetic imagination.
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Unaware of the harsh time; Even the dry objects of nature get true life and spirit In my sublime poetic imagination... Fine poem