Stepping down,
With its calm feet
Breaking the shadows
Making its way through
Underneath the background
Of cities and towns
It is always there,
Just one difference away
Its roar and its smell
Make it visible,
To the eyes
Feeling its way through
My spine
To the eyes
Wondering always,
How it feel its own presence?
Whether it loves its smell
Or not?
Marking its territory,
Surrounds me
Coddles into my waves
Making them curls
More beautiful
Than ever
Serenity of kalon
Droopy,
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