The evening
In a constant but slowly motion
Creeps into the firmament
Of Heart;
The green leaves look black
The Blue Sky looks Dusty
Darkness makes everything
Black and Vague
The air touches the eyes
Like we touch the flower.
We are tossing like a huge tree'
In the utmost moments of thoughts
We are freezing and melting.
We find darkness growing within
Something,
Which we find hard to reach
Which look beyond perception
And beyond the capacity to catch and
Hold, we are just thinking of'
And it, metamorphoses
Into Night.
We see and see only.
