The sun disappears,
Remember the moon phases,
All life one day ends.
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The sun disappears,
Remember the moon phases,
All life one day ends.
The trees are stripped bare,
The leaves are crisp underfoot,
How fragile life is.
Bark falls from the tree,
Leaves and seeds shower the ground,
The birds are gone now.
Sun, hide behind clouds,
Your rays blind my very soul,
Restless birds must sleep.
Overgrown neglect,
A deer graces through the dew,
Tears on the brambles.
Sun burns my being,
The trees whisper carelessly,
Of this life, I tire.
A flavour of soul,
Aromas of distant land,
And cumin stains.
The herd needs tending,
So, toil through the sun rise,
I will mend your boots.
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