Saturday, June 9, 2012

The naked tree.

The naked tree.
Most elegant on Earth.
The grace of the swamp.


Estranged lover of yesterday's air.
Falling in love with today's breeze.
It's the highest honesty.


No leaves cover its nascence
and none hide the dark circles.


It is not just a manifestation.
It is God. 

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