NOW HE LIVED

He was content, even happy,

as he sat outside reading Yeats

under the pale green foliage

of the tall birches,

drinking coffee

in the warm sunshine

as birds sang the occasional

melody, and then 

saw her message

and all the heat

of the Sun flowed into him

in a rush, his body

was aflame, his mind

a burning torch

in the sight of her,

his flesh responding

to her in blissful

joy; having just existed

in the moment before,

happy as he had been,

now he lived.

01.06.2025

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