Saturday, July 11, 2009

Phlegm Wakes Up My Baby

Eagle sad



Those of you who never saw an eagle sad?
circles
light between the sky with dark clouds and it is in its nest.

never sees the sun shining above,
powerful over our eyes.

never sees
winding path that winds between the valley flowers.

But sometimes just a gust of wind

until the film unfolds and the world becomes blue.


The glow of light on water and the long shadows of the trees.


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