white clouds
on a blue sky
atop green
multitude
of young birches & willows
lone old surviving pine
from the forest that was
still rising
in the june evening
between sun and rain
going coming
birdsong
& the human a
being among beings
an observer for all things
that shall be as they are
after he has gone
to the green
and the blue
and the white
06.05.2021
#Poem #Poems #Poetry
Ei kommentteja:
Lähetä kommentti