I see the late and the early
people in lighted rooms
where the curtains are not closed
I see men in the twilight
penumbra of the morning
talking on the benches
in the circle of the square
that then starts singing
in the trees that live there
Everything keeps going on
from yesterday to tomorrow
without beginning and end
There is no direction
everything's going by itself
its divine way
Jul 28, 2025
Jul 28, 2025 at 2:53 AM UTC
I see the late and the early
people in lighted rooms
where the curtains are not closed
I see men in the twilight
penumbra of the morning
talking on the benches
in the circle of the square
that then starts singing
in the trees that live there
Everything keeps going on
from yesterday to tomorrow
without beginning and end
There is no direction
everything's going by itself
its divine way
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