Fallen leaves, empty bottles, broken twigs
Float on a greasy surface
The river has endured the runoff
From dusty tracks and muddy forest
Yes, the storm has passed
Leaving tiny ripples and heavy mist
Then evening draws a glowing mauve curtain
As sunlight melts into a darker blend
Stirring within the sunset lovers.
© Chan Joon Yee
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