On the other shore

 

On the other shore
Clouds will be thinner heralds of fair weather
Winds will disagree between mornings and eves
Scattered around noon like dandelions glory
And under loose suns men and women will go
Their noses in the air but their hands in the depth
Of so rich a soil as to make transient life
Seize the seasons’ crown of everglowing fruits

 

 

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