A Maya’s Note

Fly, and gaze the vibrant grasses,

Blanketing the hunchback hills,

Toward the sun, across its rays.

Blow the trails of horizontal winds,

And linger into circle of leaves,

How dreadful greens detach your colors?

But aim to the rays, of sun

And climb on its ropes,

To warm whichever cold and heat your soul.

–Arch

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