Falling asleep, I
expected I would
awaken into bright
morning light,
sunlight
making the drawn
green curtains
before my windows
the colour
of new
tree leaves
in late May,
and I awakened
just after midday
into an autumn landscape,
just before winter.
It's all in the mind,
the seasons,
as long as you aren't
slipping on ice.
23.03.2026
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