Through the Window

Through the Window

Through the window the world is seen

The horizon sparse orange

Is dispersed at the mountainous bends,

The returning birds making up the skyline

And monsoon clouds covering the length

Ready to burst upon the yielding earth;

The acacia leaves shaking in response

To the competing winds.

 

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