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And I looked so yearningly

To the glowing western horizon,
obscured

By a lonely borderline of
magnificent white pine

That traced along the murky river's
edge

Swallowing water from the earth,
silently sipping

Seeded by deceased farmers still
alive at midnight

Their ghosts jubilant in deserted
fields traversed

By lovers following a summer breeze
and the scent

Of fragrant flowers blossoming and
half- lit trailers

Dogs howling under an Autumn
Harvest Moon

I felt such hunger, such a thirst,
such wonder

My worries suddenly forgotten,
submerged

Into a September sea of haze and
mist

In the presence of a beautiful
scarlet indigo dusk

The sun sliding quickly down into
the western sea

And my heart is breaking....

Sinking into the horizon like a
brilliant star

Extinguished in its magnificent arc