Читать книгу Distracted Thoughts - L.F. dos Santos - Страница 8

A sublime ultimate descent

an epilogue of the sunny cloudy day.

Spreading light through its slender tentacles

piercing clouds, droplets, dust and shades of grey.

Cutting the breath off

remarkably narcissistic.

Serving the poet a delicious dish

argumentative, deign to exist.

Blue and yellow progressively

scatter away vanishing.

The red paints intensity

while descending.

Offering beauty and warmth

graciously bowing to the sky.

Lessening its contrasts of light

foreboding a goodbye.

Scattering the sound of the waves through the wind

the day succumbs to the night is feet.

Enchanting all the beings of earth

escorting them into calm and peaceful sleep.