What do you see?
through the trees,
beneath a black sky,
nestled in every forest
grove at once –
a burning little insect
of hope, pure beating wings
a thousand times a breath.
It hungers and hopes
like we hunger and hope.
i’m afraid.
What do you see?
through the trees,
beneath a black sky,
nestled in every forest
grove at once –
a burning little insect
of hope, pure beating wings
a thousand times a breath.
It hungers and hopes
like we hunger and hope.
i’m afraid.
thinkable ..
i wrote a poem..a simplest one..can you take a look..
Thank you for reading: of course, i’m always happy to read more poetry.
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