In fog a tree steps back.
Once gone, it joins those hordes
blizzards rage for over tundra.
With new respect I tell
my dreams to grant all claims;
Lavishly, my eyes close between
what they saw and that far flood
Inside: the universe that happens
deep and steadily.
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