29 December, 2015

In a cottage covered in rain

A river that lasts one hundred years
is filled with memories from children
Loud and quiet ones, caught and scaled

A bloodless Birch in skeleton costume
reaches for new reasons
It grins and grasps beautiful colored glass

Endless earth that speaks to no one
decides sometimes to sleep
Song reaches the greyest dreams

In a cottage covered in rain
there is an ancient peace
Sunlight and silence stay dry

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