20090805 Ossar Loominen Quetar

Author - Ammornil

Written on - Wednesday 5th August 2009 (09:11am)

Last nights I had a dream..., one and the same...

Green leaves falling in the early spring.
Birds flying far away from me.
Plague as far as eyes can see.
Darkness took me under chilly wing.

No light. No voice. I could not speak.
Awaken. Strayed in dreams.
Nothing. Nothing ever gleams.
And I am weak...

It is now dusk.