Dark Reflections

Wet grass spills onto the path
as feet slip between cracks.

Tired skies mourn with a storm
and distant, dark reflections.

How the air howls with despair!
How the earth shifts with the rain!

Birds fill the trees with noise,
chaotic echoes from the dirt.

The horizon is so far, and yet,
the end seems so near.

Feet slip between cracks as
wet grass spills onto the path.

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