Poezie

Tree

1 min lectură·20 februarie 2005

Mediu

Something glitters nice

at your feet,

a snake that covers you

and seems to lay on you

a beautiful shining layer,

and your skin seems to thicken.

He embraces you, climbs higher

and higher, and you find yourself

covered in bark.

You\'ve become a tree,

you can\'t move anymore,

look, you have apples and leaves too,

and you\'re speechless like a shut eyelid.

At your feet passes a man,

and the snake, still laying around you,

asks: \"Would you like an apple?\"

Tree, you are the tree of knowledge,

for you\'ve acknowledged

the status

of a temptation instrument.

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Miriam Cihodariu. “Tree.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/miriam-cihodariu/poezie/107132/tree

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