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Mistkissed, Rising Mist 

MISTKISSED
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Not far from oaks

kissed by mistletoe

are fields where the

purple thistle grows..

Time helps their

ripe seed missiles blow...

We watch these silent sermons flow...

.. watch these quiet epistles go...

with their lessons of letting go

RISING MIST

Rising mist

meets falling sunbeams

and in them merges

-saiom shriver-