The calescent freshly reaped
wheat field merged at the horizon into the sea.
Pathway among burnt grass and singing cicadas:
an anthem to the stifling sultriness.
In the stillness of the air,
while the blue drew closer,
the scent of citrus groves rose…
The perennial garden of centuries-old temples.
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