Arising thoughts from mind unsought

In frame of line of sight

Arise as demirrored reflectless pearl to gloss of meaning’s certain haze Like swiftcloud shadows move and change their grope of land

On windswept days

of mystery when sunrayed ground retreats before quickdead promise dark of storm And inklings of ambiguity curse the clearness first determined

Through steady eye while birds in silence neglect their cry like happy babies first their smiling find.

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