If You Wish
J
James McLain
0
Altın Yaprak
If you want it, and did you,
and in passing, you over it.
And even in trees, the moss
can be seductive and alive.
While surrounded too by both,
and rocks rest against them.
Night is only dawns crack and
one root spreads the day out.
No one heard the hen, i mused
as roosters voice grew louder.
And then, waking up, the cloud
of cotton covers all of suns face.
There is no race against Sunday,
and days end holds it all place.
Bu şiiri puanla
Henüz puan verilmemiş