The innocent Ivy
has curled up in concern
by my weeping window.
Don’t look away,
for a sobbing sky
has secrets to share…
A premature raindrop
carries an unknown sorrow,
wrapped in the fragrance of grey wind.
Where opposing thoughts connect,
a companionless cloud
reveals its silvery outline.
Don’t look away.
There is a slight hint of lustre.
Don’t look away,
for the entangled light ray,
has just found his own freeway!
:: Just before the untimely rains and mixed moods…
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