Shall I write?
Shall I write?What can I say?
I have been borne with the sunshine
as high as the blue
on the wingtips of day.
Shall I write?
What can I tell?
I have been whispered awake
by the depths of the sea
as they sing in their swell
Shall I write?
What do I know?
I have seen all of time
in the sprout of a beech tree
starting to grow.
Shall I write?
Why do I care?
I have felt gentle breezes
from faraway lands
that tease through my hair.
Shall I write?
Poetry by Baskenmütze
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Written on 2010-03-27 at 22:53




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