In the Pines

The mosses have taken the steps now.
Rimmed with silence,
The ancient walls yield themselves up
Like a breakstone to the rain
Tilted into the night,
Dividing the fall.

In the wave of the pines
Only the shadows of the castle are unchanging.
Even now they are cast by the moon.


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  2. That's so calm!
    It's like a meditation. I love this poem.

  3. maybe I'm losing my mind... but did you not have the first line as the last line earlier...

    I agree with haiku-shelf. lovely meditation within...

  4. Samuel! This is lovely. It is just what I needed this morning :D


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