This evening landscape
a moody painting
by Caspar David Friedrich,
dark silhouettes of trees rising on
haloes of sunlight around dark clouds;
this with scattered birdsong -
and inside me a yearning
to cry from happiness and sorrow,
for this so familiar a scene
is now for me only
- and for an early butterfly,
fluttering around and destined to die
in the coming cold night,
not knowing its time will end
before it spawned life.
22.-23.04.2022
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