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

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees
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.