Saturday, 22 January 2011

just a poem

Can this be seaside sunlight?

The south-east sky so blue,

I can see it in a window

Spring white, light green

Leaves and blossom waving in the wind

Much more than anything that window scene

That square of shifting white and blue and green

And they say, more and more are we

Remember things that you have never seen

And long for things beyond the dream of dreams

Sun and sky and wind and trees

We are beyond your time,

Beyond your mind,

Beyond your reach.


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