Tag: time
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At the Tips of Trees
At the tips of trees, days die, / at the tips of trees, magnificent dawns arise – / I am also a tree – and it will be the same for me.
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On a Wooden Bench
Here on the wooden bench / is where we’ll wait for the sun to set. / As we waited a thousand years past. / It will certainly arrive. / It has never fooled us yet.
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In My Shabby Home
In my shabby home my kingdom blooms. / Daily at the window dawn arrives / with a tiding that the sky is now clad in blue.