Early Morning In A Rural Landscape
it is still dark
the haze of the cold outlines
the big body of the mountain far from me
the winds are colder here
and the sounds are a mixture of
sparrows chirping
crows on their love calls
cockatoos on their murmurs
this wilderness
we have chosen for this moment
soon after the passing of these hours
summer winds
hot and wild
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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