full sun
nobody writes
about that
gradually hiding the
church
the trees getting
more and more leaves
into the ocean and
back
the empty
shell
as if my thoughts
were read
Bhagavad Gita on the
village book shelf
fuldsol
ingen skriver
om dét
gradvist gemmer de
kirken
træerne der får
flere og flere blade
ud i havet og
tilbage
den tomme
skal
som var mine tanker
læst
Bhagavad Gita i
landsbyens bogkasse
This is one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read, Johannes.
ReplyDeleteIs the illustration yours or is it borrowed? It, too, is fascinating.