Haiku as Story, the conclusion

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I would have you speak
Without guile, nor in riddles
With haste, I do beg

30
Please, do you not know?
Fall into Selene’s embrace
That is the first step

31
With shutters thrown wide
She hangs in the firmament
Present and distant

32
Fingers fly, weaving
I would fly there to plight my troth
Hold! Do not ascend

33
Why? I fear my chance slips
Wine from a toppled bottle
Soaks the rugs as tears

34
Did I tell you rise?
No citadel do you breach
Release what you know

35
Then what must I do?
I fear this world anchors me
Please free me, I beg

36
You must act in faith
To see the unknown, let go
Hear the silent song

37
You must look below
The rain has stopped, streets glisten
What do you behold?

38
Splash, a car drives by
Ripples settle and reflect
The orb of the night

39
As quick as a thought
Leaping, he sheds his worry
Passes beyond grief

40
So as with all things
It is beginning and end
As night leads to day

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