And just so
I look out on the sleeping village
Cloaked in patient snow
And I feel warmth
Rise in my chest.
Just as the sun’s early morning
Inferno rays bathe the sleeping land
Without melting a single flake of snow –
Just so. Unhindered and alive
Bodhi’s silent heart still beats.
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