Turning with the Days
Form: Tail Rhyme (AABCCB)
Gate 1 of “The Living Voice: The Moon Phases”
I.
The crescent wanes, then waxes wide,
As shadows stretch across the tide.
The stars begin their hush.
The morning dreams still cling to skin,
While silence hums its sound within.
The trees in stillness blush.
II.
I turn as does the sky above,
In rhythm with the pulse I...
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