November, stay with me and silence keep,
I know, when you are here, that we will creep
To inner sense. We must be understood
Your deepest world and transendenting mood.
November, let it be with your gray fixed sight.
I will agree to go from future to my past
And recognize in Shadow hidden powers mine.
I take from conciseness all energy for fight.
November, you are fate, and nature falls with leaves
And cries with rains, when you play pain caprice
On violin, which it's your painful grief.
I now agree be listening your outside degree.
19/11/2023
November
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