HOPE
by c. geeplay
The passionate winds blow among
the branches on the plains, while the
river flows among the ravines and
cliffs. The feisty embrace of the
moon's shadow blooms on the horizon,
moving in leaping steps upon
the night’s longing swells,
crusted with the honeyed songs
of birds flapping their wings to
the rustle of the river’s waves.
The hope in the yearning voices
on the shore refuses to vanish
into thin air, as the moon shows
her face, shining quietly in the
evening sky. The leaps of the
hunter is uninterrupted by
the dew that mists the
plants and thorns of the wild
shrubs and flowers, and I stand
there and marvel, as an
evanescent
morning
swoops in.
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