Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Poem for Today

Walking in Fields


Talking to the sunflowers in the evening,
Their heads are down, 
Arched very low,
In a terrible despair,
As if they see nothing left.

I tell them not to be afraid,
That their love will be back tomorrow,
I know it will be better for them.

I speak to them,
Because it make me less alone,
And like them, I am also looking at the ground, 
But at least I can keep moving.

August 2014