As treetops covet
The autumn grey skies
I’d drowse
Into a long awaited calm

Drawing peace
In bound
For northern solace

And true
To the shoreline’s
Of home

Silence enshrouds
My every gripe
As time disbands
And all I know
Is coddled to rest

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