A Poem from the Book:
“The Amber Shell of Self” ( a book of 114 poems)
How pure,
How bright and beautiful
you are,
O Snow!
Pray return to your home!
What has brought you to my town?
In half an hour it would defile
The celestial soul of yours.
It has no becoming place for you,
Where you can sit with grace
And enjoy the light.
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