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A welcome glint

In moments of stillness, when the chaos quiets and nature reveals its gentle truths, even a fleeting beam of sunlight becomes a messenger of...

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Thunderbrace

Tender skies trembled,
The terra tasted rain,
Thunder ravaged,
The tearing rage of
Tempest swept over,
The tangled trees,
The incessant thirst quenched
In that torrid dance.


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