Time bending like a
beeswax flame; cold night warmed by
summer-clover breeze 

 

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Edge of the Unknown
Deep silent lake
Dawn and dusk its shores

 

Slow dream of stars
Trees fringing the sky
Heaven’s riverbank

Crescent of silence
Like the wing of an owl
Another world

Single silver bloom
Dark sky plowed deep and wide
Soon the longest night

Heartwood and song

return to stardust, warming

the dark-cold night

Nestled in the trees,

This pile of clouds promises

To soften my night