To Ripen, To Fall: how the sky betrays me

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A bright sun, hidden,
A cloud split its dense banks, tears
– blind our tomorrow.

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One thought on “To Ripen, To Fall: how the sky betrays me

  1. Above fields of thorns
    Two tears, pure at heart, drink whole
    The moon’s stream of love.

    ***

    Brimming with love’s light
    The tears’ walls merge, as their heart
    Pulses seeds in Earth.

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