again a September morning
Blaut to no wind. But the clear air
already carries a touch of autumn-level fragrance.
It is noticeably cool. Rises at midday heat.
The sun is sweetness in red
of mature apple tree. It
glowed in the evening the sky over the gardens.
stained the late summer, which aufrankt and REBT
yellow corn and even the moon is woven.
Surrounded is the day the song of birds.
fast we want to believe in spring,
who was or is with his kisses.
memory. Dream. Who can tell?
.
0 comments:
Post a Comment