A flickering flame,
Dusty wings trace its contours,
In a rhythm of rest.
Linking with Haiku Horizons : Rest
Dusty wings trace its contours,
In a rhythm of rest.
Linking with Haiku Horizons : Rest
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart. ~ William Wordsworth
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