knittingknots (knittingknots) wrote,
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Poem: Wind from the Mountain

(not IK)

Wind from the mountain
blowing coldly through my hair
as I stand and watch
the snow on the mountain peak
fall leaves dancing in the air.

Tomorrow will dawn
with a leaden sky, and snow
hiding the sunlight.
I will look back, contemplate
the summer I berated.

Too quick, the seasons,
too slow are the memories
that wrap around me –
Yesterday, pale white blossoms
drifted, today apples fall.
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