
This morning: grey
Bold contrast to yesterday
Cool breeze on my skin
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This morning: grey
Bold contrast to yesterday
Cool breeze on my skin

When the night faded
And the birds became silent
The air cooling now

Night has now moved in
Today’s dancing light: memories
Tranquility calls

As the daylight fades
Thus day becomes memory
Glorious springtime
This night was lovely
Walking alone with my thoughts
While the sun descends
​What’s my path forward?
Unpredictable, of course
My inner voice knows
The right way.
Now, to silence the noise
And listen to the birds
At dawn

The tulip’s fire
Graceful beauty bursting forth
Spring time’s sun warmer

Sunlight on my skin
Fading into memory
Darkness approaches