A ball of fire gives
vision to the seer
Laughing at little
birds in motion
As though to welcome
them in winter’s eternity;
The mountains by the
fluid river frozen with persistence
Striving towards
heavens their pointed finger
With the gap forever
dressed in winter’s eternity,
Connecting the seer
and the painter
An infinity shared by
uncommon imagination
Removed from the
landscape of reality for eternity!
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