Neath the Skies
a vernal breeze
blows through
the mist,
the vanishing
tree-tops glimpsed
now&then,
across the terrace
baroque&beautiful
visions
perceived-
contradictions
to marvel&muse,
contemplate in
nature's secret
splendour
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