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Because the sun rose every day it had.
Become the master of shadows It was like
Like An aperitif—a candy to blend
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The rocks in a any ewdtwgarden—like shadows
Gather flowers as if they were still alive.
In the morning when the EAl ye evisitors come
To look at the garden,
They pause to look for the Sun Rose.
They pause to look for it
Because they don’t believe in the sun
With its hushed silence.
Yet each day the shadows return
To an earth of delicate surmise.
Each day the sun rises
And the garden beckons.