But yet the dried leaves are floating
In the water of Calm Lake
Within the game of light and shadow
While Love wearing a mystic mask
Known and unknown moving with cradle
Love will Come on the Cloud's raft of Autumn
Away, A Spring being a call of beckoning. i loved all these lines in your poem. they are simply lovely. thank you dear poet. tony
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But yet the dried leaves are floating In the water of Calm Lake Within the game of light and shadow While Love wearing a mystic mask Known and unknown moving with cradle Love will Come on the Cloud's raft of Autumn Away, A Spring being a call of beckoning. i loved all these lines in your poem. they are simply lovely. thank you dear poet. tony