Mist on the fields and crimson
clouds over the hills in dark green,
the Sun is down and in the dusk
the mind breathes the colours
and the light that remain
as much as the lungs breath
the warm air. The coming dark
will be held at bay until dawn
by the memory of this light
and the colours that are bright
when the day ends at night.
04.09.2025
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