NEVER OPEN THE DOOR

The sun shone, the air was still,

the trees stood lost in verdure,

and long I watched through

the panes until I opened the door,

stepped outside and stood

under the cerulean sky;

then the wind rose, frigid,

and clouds came, gray,

and filled the sky,

the trees swayed

and droplets fell,

and I turned

and went inside,

and through the panes

watched the long rain fall.

20.06.2022

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