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| Small candles flicker with wind whipping through windows. Loud thunder crashes! |
| cedar fire at dusk prayers ascending in smoke another new moon |
| The oak's leaves are still. The moon slivers in the sky. A mockingbird sings. |
| a long v of geese red maple leaves float slowly on the dark water |
| in my sleeping bag lying on the rocky shore I watch the bright stars |
| ocean waves roaring I snuggle in my blanket on the rocky shore |
| dim light through windows wind fluttering through curtains the aroma of rain |
| late autumn twilight burial wreath on the door rises in the wind |
| ripe pumpkins in fields covered with an early frost orange harvest moon |
| scented evening bath sensuous bubbles breaking on naked body |
