Thursday, September 13, 2018

This Autumn Feeling Already

Trees in darkness
No comfort, fire, house
Only ISS passing

(Simultaneously published at POETS The Original)

Some snow white sheep clouds
Sunset in all known colours
Then a sparkling night

First storm has passed
Fallen leaves
Fallen leaves

Even days
The days come to rest and
Even nights

Too dark still
For the sun to rise
Blazing headlight

Along the big bell
Drops of dew running downwards
Before first zazen

The stars in the mists
Look if crying a last time
They don’t die, do they?


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