I look at the clouds.
purple round clouds
I look at the sea.
the dawns
and the golden sunsets.
I look at the world.
the yellow moon I collected
from the green branch
the pink fire
and the white snow.
The stars and the sky
of the flowers in the shade
I'm still looking at the poem.
and those that are lost in the heart
my verses and the birds.
photo by geralt, https://pixabay.com
















































