by George Gardashian | |
Published on: Jul 16, 2003 | |
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Type: Poetry | |
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At dawn the clouds spill in the valleys Giving it a sip of dew as they sink And the mountains extend its neck Over the top of these clouds Seizing the chance to be more lofty Cause the proud must come low And the lower must get respite As the cycle moves And the grains fall in the hourglass I look around to see That the clouds are under me « return. |