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Silver brightness falls in curtains
All around the eastern sky
Still waters shine back
Catching the morning mist
With reflected light
Four geese fly low
At eye level
So close to me
Disturbing the air
With their power
Dark Ringlets swept up
In dancing knots
Then fall in spirals
To the shoulder of the road
The thing is
The angels appear
Just when you need them

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