A meadow, a flower, The colour of the grass The dew, the drops, The rain of the clouds The wind, the music, The sounds of the ocean The birds, the insects, A place like heaven. I lie, I gaze, A mind wayfarer I think, I blink, The hay catch fire I stumble, I fall, Can't... Continue Reading →
Wheels on fire
Long lay the tracks and everyone's running No pits, no halts no destination it seems Far from somewhere a scent wafts over The old placid world still extends over A lamp from this world kindles a passion and desire It keeps me going while I set my wheels on fire