Day 2126, undulating fields.

Day's pictures, Poetry

All the lines flow in empty fields

like the mind that goes

already

to the next trail

swaying like on a rhythm

~

fluid strokes

and curves

are just

from your perspective

from a distance

in these undulating soils

~

being there

where your next step goes from where you are

you can only see clear

just in front

of the horizon

when you rest

and look back

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