Autumn mist hides
the lights of the town.
Silent rain drops.
River bed.
Over soaked lifeless leaves
a full moon trembles.
Now and then
during summer sundown
the bluebird shows up.
Naïve summer wind
pulls away and gives the river
our last jasmine.
Frogs croak randomly
Over the high reed
a ray of moonlight.
Dew on the daisy.
Each drop a cosmos
swept by the river.
Sudden rain shower.
The old man looks outside
people running away.
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