L'aura del Campo

From the tower... [180.101]

From the tower

From the tower 4
distant mountains lay in shadow, 8
cloaked, choked by smoke, 4
veiled, washed by rain, 4
thunder blaring, 4
lightning cackling; wet drops lashing 8
the window pane 4 = 36

Remote as clouds 4
grey-green mountains squat like islands, 8
moonlit mystery, 5
green as jungles, 4
nightly noisy, 4
like cities of frogs and herons 8
lit by starlight 4 = 37

clouds now gather 4
around the condo's fourteen floors 8
mountains glower, 4
sad, diminished 4
by human eyes 4
who only see piles of money 8
and what it buys 4 = 36

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