Day 2126, undulating fields.

Day's pictures, Poetry

All the lines flow in empty fields

like the mind that goes


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

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s