Sun, Crow, and Wind

I greeted the dawn.
Though the sun was still sleepy,
we shared a coffee.

Do you know the time?
No, said the crow on the fence,  
stay and talk with me.
Which way should I go?
Does it matter, asked the wind;
time has but one path.
My three friends moved on.
Tomorrow we’ll meet again.
I’ll follow their way.

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