🍁Where Joy and Sorrow Meet🍁
Pastime soothes the wayward heart’s unrest,
Sad shadows creep where man’s joy finds rest.
Beneath cold graves, old misery resounds,
Crows and ravens wing toward death’s far bounds.
Perhaps or seems – words weave their idle fight,
Summer flees while chrysanthemums sleep tight.
Stars gleam bright on clouds of rose-gold hue,
High and low moments drift, no need to argue.
Love like a dove bows to one moon’s glow,
As heaven ties itself to earth below.
Waves lean soft against the waiting sand,
Night begins its song across the land.
To hush all noise, to still what stirs and spins,
To lay those weary eyelids down and win
A moment’s peace – this is the best thing...🌚✨03052026 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳
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