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in poetry •  7 years ago  (edited)

Rooks in the bare tops
Of the die-back ash.
Thinking of nothing,
With no judgement to pass.
Tasting the thermals,
The gossiping air.
Waiting contented,
Transcendent of care.

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very nice

Thanks, I like your photos too. Will follow you on my feed.

thank you, yes sure