Flock

An inch
A window cracked open
Through which the world
Enters, a cool breeze
                        Last breath of Winter

Before dawn      voices
Numerous and knowing
The way first light
Shimmers the calm lake

The eye sees it
Knowing begins here
Seeing it again


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