In front of me
was a leaf frog
Passing me by
a grey path
Crisscrossing pattern
green/brown
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Category: change
Hidden moon
Hidden moon
Cloudy sky
Words are stillness in the heart
as time fades
the past renews
our voice
Caught in the rain
In these days
I have forgotten the rain
its moisture
a distant memory
The shadows over the sky
darkening greys
seem nonexistent
In the City
of glass and concrete
the desert sands
swept them away
Tears of Gold
The Tears are Golden
for they never fall,
remain here, still nevermore.
The love we share,
chooses to leave us
and yet remains
something we can change.
