Poezie

Iso

1 min lectură·1 mai 2004

Mediu

As I lurked deep underwater

Everything with ease I saw

From the silver fish like angels

To dark crayfish that lay low.

But especially above

The proud birds that walk on lilies

And the very high-up eagles

And the pigeons that they grab.

But as far as I extend

I am desperate as I stand

So close to surface to understand

I cannot pass it.

Along comes man, with mind of cells,

He nears my prison borders

He’ll be around to live his days

And make my thoughts disperse.

For all he saw as he approached

The place where I weave sorrows,

Was just the birds and a cursed face,

Not me, but his reflection.

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Adrian Berbec. “Iso.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/adrian-berbec/poezie/72103/iso

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