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No Time To Coo
No time to coo listening to the silence of ancestor
trees sleeping soundlessly in a seance. Drifting away
in nature's sensuality loving the torrents of winding
gales in nuance. Bestowing the magic on the textiles
in literature and unfettered fate in sequence. For
whom the stars blink pollen snow from the clouds of
gray ox wearing a tiara of firefly glow. Now in
corridors where descendants thrive. A little shepherd
opens its eyes. No time to coo listening to the silence
in nature's copse.
trees sleeping soundlessly in a seance. Drifting away
in nature's sensuality loving the torrents of winding
gales in nuance. Bestowing the magic on the textiles
in literature and unfettered fate in sequence. For
whom the stars blink pollen snow from the clouds of
gray ox wearing a tiara of firefly glow. Now in
corridors where descendants thrive. A little shepherd
opens its eyes. No time to coo listening to the silence
in nature's copse.
Published 30th Jan 2024
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