Morning Trees
The monochrome silhouettes
Of the trees stood still
Yet alive against the soft
Brightening dawn sky—
The crows alighting atop
Sent gentle pulses
Along the long, stiff
Branches,
The leaves shuttering
In acquiescence.
The horizon behind
Was a hazy peach hue
Fading up to a
Cool white luminescence—
As the dawning of the sun
Approached, the whole
Town brightened
With lively anticipation.
MS22
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| Duality No.3 |
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