"The Singing of a Feather"
Light and pulsating on paper
Blood-colored notes that illuminated the Alps
Mountains and rivers dance into the rapids
From west to east
Swept across the continent. Rushing for a hundred years
Along the way, there was a mess
The song ends
Only the dragon remains
Spinning dance. Drain all the water vapor. Ascend to heaven
5 / 01 / 2016