The summer day is almost at the summit
after long hours of climbing; it had
descended from the preceding peak slowly
at first, then finally running downhill,
encountering the light, there at the roothills
of this mountain, starting vigorously,
renewed, its climb; but now it's tired,
the day, it longs to gaze from the summit,
to catch it's breath, perhaps to sit down
for a moment, before starting
the descend, slowly at first.
31.05.-03.06.2024
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