First in the shape of

West wind, you sweep

Over the whole landscape

Then like invisible birds

You perch on every tree and roof

Chirruping above the season

 

Later, filling in every hole

And crevice on the ground

You deliver justice to all surfaces

 

Finally with your sliver lines

You throw hooks deep into human hearts

To catch the fish swimming in darkness

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