Gray rainwater lay on the grass in the late afternoon.
The carp lay on the bottom, resting, while dusk took shape
in the form of the first stirrings of his hunger,
and the trees, shorter and heavier, breathed heavily upward.
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On Wednesday grey rain water lay on the grass. The trees are shorter and heavier but they have breathed heavily upward. This amazes mind. The higher good and the greater good is perceived from nature. We always feel good in nature's lap. This poem is very brilliantly penned with nice imagery...