Out from my car
on a rainy end of day
I took the lantern and walked through,
moon on the pale sky,
me by my side
Eyes on the grass,
I found pieces along the path
My crown in the frozen drops of dew
My tears in the icy dephts of wood
the door
to our palace of thin trees
where spirits can swim
free from disease
everything here was so alive
when my lantern trembled
and I heard a whisper by...
"You do see things that can't be seen"
said my companion made of wind
"He lives the tale of the soul of things"
A snowflake replied
landing in sight
just before feeling the long searched warm
and melting in a second
on my palm.
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"Tale"
is entirely
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