Pond of Opulence
The eye beheld opulence
like nature’s melted glaciers
romantic aesthetics’ confluence
just moved with Occam’s razor
Shadows and mist settled on the pond
with rasping sounds frogs croaked the song
of stars reduced to gossamer light
silently moving through borrowed night
Compresence shaped the rising breeze
thermals carried time to dark black trees
fire sought the sole survivor
who dreamt with dawn's designer
of summer-ending freeze.
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