Contributor: Margareth Hartono

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The trees are alive.
Their breath becomes one with all --
Nature's way of life

Invisible waves,
forcing those in contact to
shady shelter.

The sky painted dark
The sun sleeps an hour longer
While the moon takes over

How does one survive
the everlasting blizzard?
The answer: Layers

Heaven is crying
Sheltered by my umbrella --
I wait for rainbows


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