A vast expanse of sky and space,
ever spiralling deep within,
on leaded grass, the moonlight shines
and shows what will be, and what was.
Night approaches, darkness settles;
city noises reach crescendo.
As the degrees drop, and then dive
So movement shatters and subsides.
A blanket of soot beneath dew
descends from high: an empty place.
The glowing embers dying west;
at the north side is freezing mud.
Red points yonder among the clouds
brace a tower lest it should fall.
The deep thrummings of passing crafts
Now echo, and then re-echo.
Pollen flies where only winds know,
I breathe you in and let you go.
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