THE BEAUTIFUL MUNDANE: POETRY, ORIGINAL PAINTINGS, PHOTOGRAPHS by Peter "Break the wine glass and fall towards the glass-blower's breath." "Walk out like someone suddenly born into color!" Rumi
These leaves of ancient birch forests
floating onto the shore of the great lake,
their diaphanous soughing
massaging dusk's furthest corners.
Laughing, you scramble ahead
and disappear into the dark.
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