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Pastoral


The pointed peak

Pierced

The sky.

A bloody sunset

Gushed forth.

Then the darkness devoured

The green flings of the trees

And the big mountain

Sank in itself...

I stirred a fire out of several dry twigs

And my loneliness turned into

A luminous island in the night.

 

The flame started prattling

In its ancient tongue

And I blooded over

Everlasting things:

Grass, rain, wind,

The earthly death,

The endless space...

My thoughts

Flashed up and failed in me,

While the sparks of the fire

Flew away in the sky

Turning into

Cold constellations.

 


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