Wind constantly blows
Time passes without care
What matters this flesh?
Breeze carries lilac scent.
Overhead blue sky is clear.
What more can be asked?
Wounds that do not heal,
Are suffered by those poor souls,
Who can not forgive.
Silken paws hide well,
The cat’s razor sharp weapons.
A caught prey knows both.
While tides ebb and flow,
and full moon waxes and wanes,
The heart holds true power
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