Mountains that dream

Summer moves in,
rain soaks todays firewood.
Layers and layers of banyan,
walking into a thin twilight.

And the breathing sounds
of the sea and mountains.
Messages left by ancestral
spirits, nearer to flight.

Conversations grinding away,
a fragile but free soul.
A destined path, like fresh
and new bamboo shoots.

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