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The postal town of Qfvhvaiyinghvta tower on the Khandul-Urnghlee border of south Rhunlae

  • stanislav kostarnov
  • Nov 7, 2020
  • 1 min read

Through

Mist like Sands

upon the Wing of an ancient Bird, like glass of rain

you Stand, to the Desert to mark an Edge,

& to the marshland of Skies set a Limit

the Shadow of the full moon

was built upon the foundations of a crescent

so you Stand

Between that world and this

As stillness and as Power

an echo of Time

Stopped

the eagles fill the air like a Wind

within The sound of your bell

stillness

circles on the surface of dryness

like upon a pond


 
 
 

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