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haiku poem

within my hand i hold
birds against the april wind
when i go back to earth
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
there by the window in the old house
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
i bid them all farewell
out of the window a sea of green trees
now for a brisk and cheerful fight
glass-blower of time
for truth, for love

 



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