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That life might find rest
In the dreams that place is found
A downy embrace
To wing away such sorrows
A calm, a peace for each grain.

-- A tanka poem of that place between waking and the darkness of deep
sleep. Sun through the morning trees as the sleep still clings in your
eyes.

Silence o'er silence
Still the pure winged angel stands
Beaded eyes endless

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Crystals fill the sky
But down from all the lost thoughts
All untouchable

--Two haiku. I've held to that haiku should remain about nature, and
each of these reflect a piece of it. I'd like to leave the reader to
decide.

Penned by my hand on the 20th of Letum, in the year 534 AD.