In the garden I stand shivering
while
sleep escapes me,
I
stare at the full moon.
Its
purity of colour reflects
upon still water of the Pond,
and
calmness surrounds me.
Once
again I burrow
under
warmed ancient quilts
and
I surrender to dreams.
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