In a tear of morning
on the fig tree leaf
lies the dream about the bird without wings.
Bird who
sang the silence of aborted memories,
drunk the sweat of bedevilled paradise
and surrendered to drown
in a tear of morning
on the fig tree leaf.
Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 1:36 AM UTC
In a tear of morning
on the fig tree leaf
lies the dream about the bird without wings.
Bird who
sang the silence of aborted memories,
drunk the sweat of bedevilled paradise
and surrendered to drown
in a tear of morning
on the fig tree leaf.
