Leaves leave shadows
through dusty stained glass
musical rhythms make the
static shadows dance.
Mind and outer
a unified flow
timeless
empty
I don't
know.
Leaves leave shadows
through dusty stained glass
musical rhythms make the
static shadows dance.
Mind and outer
a unified flow
timeless
empty
I don't
know.
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Hi Richie,
I like your poem and the way that it is shaped like a leaf. That's very clever.
Gill