The days carry heavy spirits,
Evil airs float over the land.
Why today should I find
A feather from the first sky.
Why today this immaculate thing
Like the infant origin of a cloud,
To offer me the light of this moment
For having kept my own mind.
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Thanks so much for your lovely comment. Haven’t heard of such a contest. I am happy you like my blog. Cheers.
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