undertone

so you have arrived

at the pond; drenched

in a grey undertone

of weariness; looming

beneath lilies; their pads

cold from winter’s rain,

but now is a moment; you

may choose to watch- as

their withering petals;

swoop and mingle; in an

elegant dance before they

blend; into the passing chill.

 

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