Sunday, November 17, 2013

Dawn of A Winter Sky

Boundless crystals on a winter dawn.
Nature's tears and her silent yawn.
Muddy clouds in the midnight sun.
Faraway, faraway, flurry of lights run.
When the lazy luster caresses loud,
a vagabond bird glitters almost sound.
Nomadic wings of the bleeding sky.
Hark, hark! flapping sound nigh.

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