Empty vast heaven yields arced yellow to gleaming beetle horns.
Trees topple, and topple.
Under the idle willows the resting sage plays with splits of sunlight.
Thoughts fritter, and fritter.
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Gleaming beetle horns wrench shining arcs from the vast empty void.
Trees tumble, and tumble.
Sunlight splits over the resting sage in idle willow veils.
Thoughts fritter, and fritter.
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Who stands aside to judge the frittering?
Awakened by a sudden handclap.
Renewal.