Traveler

The traveler is like the sun Traversing the length of Earth Seeing people, and their cultures The traveler is a blast of wind Which blows hot and cold, And dust is his glad companion The traveler is like the compass Searching for the North pole, Seeking lands that come along The traveler is a fancy… Continue reading Traveler

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Muse: Setting Sun

I wonder why you hide behind the hills and clouds Shying away from the approaching airy evening Birds fly in echelon, calling a farewell as they went Trees reflection on the waters hung like a rag on the rail As frogs resumed their croaky songs Hundreds of bass voices singing, in harmony The cream colored… Continue reading Muse: Setting Sun

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Musing: Setting sun

1. The setting sun reminds me of many things Some nice, some exciting, some make me laugh And others leave me sobbing at the thought But making me to laugh or leaving me to sob I find times defined in those memories, not me   2. Twilight comes with even finer airs, playing On fantasies that… Continue reading Musing: Setting sun

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