Bright the arrow's flight
A cutting wind whispers true
Thunder fills the sky.
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A/N: An eagle swoops down like an arrow from the sky, its powerful wings beating with the sound of thunder.
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Echoes of the Silent Sky
PoetryMoments in nature and life's ever-changing seasons, captured in words that echo beneath the tranquil sky. Walk with me on this journey into the heart of haiku.
