Dawn,
birthing the world.
Light and dark,
the color hue
- hills and plains,
trees and gardens
and roads and country roads
and old cored places
and not so old ones.
Breeze,
warmness,
cold,
shivers
and melancholy.
Just it all.
Inhaling it.
Figuring it
as a last sight,
exhaling.
Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 6:36 PM UTC
Dawn,
birthing the world.
Light and dark,
the color hue
- hills and plains,
trees and gardens
and roads and country roads
and old cored places
and not so old ones.
Breeze,
warmness,
cold,
shivers
and melancholy.
Just it all.
Inhaling it.
Figuring it
as a last sight,
exhaling.
3.11.20
