Tag: cycles

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From the shore, the stream slips by

From the water, the forest comes and goes

From the sky, the clouds bring rain.

No matter the number of emails, calls, or texts

The sun still rises on all of us pests,

And while our lives are filled with tests,

The great cycle of the world, never rests.

In the quiet night,
Lonesomeness cuts-
The moon is waning.