Time shows mettle hard
Peeling layers inside
All falling away
Fading leaf by leaf
No remaining
Cast the shadow
And the memory burns
Without an ash
Silence greeted
An open sky above
Questioning whereabout, of
The drifting clouds
Who tweets there
In a crooned voice!
Does she not know.
Much remains HERE
To tread the moor.
Peeling layers inside
All falling away
Fading leaf by leaf
No remaining
Cast the shadow
And the memory burns
Without an ash
Silence greeted
An open sky above
Questioning whereabout, of
The drifting clouds
Who tweets there
In a crooned voice!
Does she not know.
Much remains HERE
To tread the moor.
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