After writing all morning, I set off to watch the sun hover over the desert. I hike into the mountains and sit against an aspen tree. From above, I see the desert floor spread out, a vast porch leading to a well-lit house beyond the horizon, many of its rooms, though, filled with darkness.
rice paper
raven song from the end
of my brush
raven song from the end
of my brush
Keith Polette
the other bunny 
Love especially the haiku!
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I have been watching the sun rise in the mountains. This is a beautiful description of a sunset.
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