evening sun sets soft
inviting springtime new days
light a white candle
purify and cleanse the soul
the shifting time ignites us
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Writer in San Francisco, CA

Slid into heaven
Thanks to raven wings and bones
It is a dark room
Scattering of beads, thunder
I wake in the morn
poem written in Tanka form
evening sun sets soft
inviting springtime new days
light a white candle
purify and cleanse the soul
the shifting time ignites us
Liked this poem written in Tanka form? Read The Waves.