In this time flight
of a late summer silence
I stretch faraway large wings
for the never defeated windmills
endless comeback to spring sources
grinding smoothly warm grains of words
tasting like teardrops or half-opened smiles
gathering in stockpiles dawn’s harvest
in daily dreams granary ~
I still breathe along with the fields
washed by storms wiped with rainbows
somewhere sometime…
Sunset Silence
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Categories: My Poems in 2008
Tags: beauty, contemplation, nature, silence, summer, sunset
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