The breezing wind

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

The breezing wind

On a white golden path

next to other small, tiny paths,

I loved the wind, in trees upon my sphere.

The grass was silver, the harvest golden

combined with red purple flowers.

I saw, that someone never made these stones.

The silver water splashed in my face

and then, you were there!

I do not know, a memory of this all,

but I have understood, it is probably

two and a half year, more than years,

would last.

I, have seen more melodies in my life,

I was more happy than joyful

to fall upon a new green gate.

The breezing wind almost got me caught.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

September 27, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : P.C.M. Hermans, Tilburg, the Netherlands

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