wind is master of today
blowing off the Atlantic

she brings purity of breath
makes the Sycamores dance

all huddle in their nests
creatures one and all.

Hear the whispers of the wind,
The rustling of the leaves,
As they dance on the branches,
The sweet chirping of the birds  
The gentle beat of the waves on the soft sand,
The silent cry of my soul,
I LOVE YOU
21/12/2024

Nature is not your ally
she has nothing to do with one person’s actions or feelings
she didn’t ask for your permission
or rather yet your opinion
whether you love her flaws or not
you have to accept what she does
and that also concludes her final decision
for what she wants to become next

the look-out-tower
where crows feed

short daylight
skims the sea

darkness eats
us all for 4 o'clock tea.

wringing out experiences
-the bottom of all barrels

now a dried up river
-cut off from the sea..