• Published : 07 May, 2015
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Between the willow 

the aspen

and the red hibiscus tree

Where the green current flows

I remain

forever free.

The rocky edged steppes,

blue mountains

and beams

Their white blossomed

tendrils,

yellow saplings

and streams.

Branches spread wide

on a soft

autumn night

Gathered around

red, orange 

and white.

Every morning 

the whistle

passes me by

I look for it

not knowing why

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