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in my heart
a breeze
melts

this dawning glory –
silently spring flowers speak
of glistening dew

born of grief and pain
the ceremony of blood –
a dark rose blooming

dawn’s light unfolding
spring petals tremble with dew
blossoming fire

in brooding silence
the mountain shimmers with snow
dawn’s incandescence

ancient winter lake
reflects the passage of clouds
without a ripple