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Burning Trees

burning trees in midst of heat
invited cloud to rescue them
cloud rush digging  its nose
deep into burning wild trees
but it had not carried water
its woolen dress caught fire
the legs and wings burned away
linen white cassock became soot
as cloud cried loudly for help
calling for re-enforcement
it perished in the struggle with
tears of blinding smoke in exit

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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