Dear friends of Hive.
After a long time without connection, I am publishing again. I hope there will be no further interruptions.
I made, in addition to my poem, a small illustration to accompany it. I hope you like it.
Let's pray for that.
You're all welcome here anytime.
NOTE:
Well, I made a mistake on the first tag. I hope the friendly members of @PowerHouseCreatives can excuse me. ;)
This Tuesday's Prayer
On the skin
whistle the birdsong
and burns the breath of a golden sun,
and runs turbulent with the current of a river.
I won't talk about the root today,
I don't want this music off today;
today the echo of the dead will be deafened
and an eruption of the things that inhabit
in the worlds below
will match the rhythm of this music
today...
So what if a dry leaf
of those trees that in the distance
swaying in the cold mountain breeze
so what
if all that persists
suddenly falls into a deep well...
Today there is music and blood
it's going out of control.
Amen.
