fading winter spring

 

Winter’s Retreat 

 

Iron winds fall still,

frost loosens the emerald earth —

sun spills golden fire.

 

 

Spring’s Arrival 

 

Blossoms crown the boughs,

larks spiral into bright air,

streams sing over stones.

 


The Way of Wisdom 

 

Old paths bloom with light,

footsteps follow nature’s hand —

truth hums in the leaves.

 


Fading Flame 

 

Petals drift like years,

the lamp within gutters low —
spring blooms far from me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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