The Messenger


When temple bells ring
And the sun sets in
Faint shades of sky
Seep into darkness

With the last birds’ song
Her heart clings on
By the window bay
In the blueness

No word of love
Has touched her yet
The day folds and falls
Into emptiness

With the distant breeze
A messenger rode
In dim light
Clearing away the aridness

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