(c) 2023 by Michael L. Utley
(#349)
thunderclaps
the sound of birth and death
bookends of nothingness
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(#350)
between earth and sky
there is only everything
in the emptiness
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(#351)
this frozen sky
tries so hard to snow but can’t
my winter heart
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(#352)
do not interrupt
the slow dreams of drowsing trees
fickle winter moon
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(#353)
pardon the mountain, dear moon
for his heart is stone
and his burden heavy
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(#354)
somewhere in this life
I’ll lose myself or find myself
a soul’s journey