Frith lies in the evening sky. The clouds are red about him. I am here, Lord Frith, I am running through the long grass.
O take me with you, dropping behind the woods, far away, to the heart of light, the silence.
For I am ready to give you my breath, my life. The shining circle of the sun, the sun and the rabbit.

Of Inle

Of Inle © 2007 H. Kyoht Luterman
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