The universe breaths in;
the universe breaths out
on the slowest beat
of sound…
The starlight’s rise;
the grasshopper dives
in the greenest field
around…
We all rise;
we all dive;
I could taste the *western wind*
afar…
Even him
and his dog
are staring at
the moon
in their
fictional
life.
S
A real poet, oh my god, congratulation. BRAVO
😉