The moon renounced to dawn and vanish its waning shine. br She conceded one fray to lose, to win another gasp of time. br br Reflection seen on the streams of swirling pools, br There a shadow was hidden behind the twigs of wood keens. br br Moon played the strings mellow yet deceiving br As jackals’ lingered for a big gorge at herald’s wave. br br Pool within pool, snare within snare, a quick mud br Beyond the desire touch, Venus fly trap sneaks on ground.