Lulling mind in a morning mist,
Rendering sense to the carcass of life,
Autumn leaves in a nature’s feast
Flickering gently in silent strife.
Gray faulty sky resets the thoughts
To a blank void shutting the brain,
Mirrorless clouds scatter lone birds,
I’m passing by my deserted lane.
Nothing much happens here and there,
Even the mind is frozen and numb.
I’m passing by to the midst of nowhere,
Autumn greets me with silence so calm.
10. 2015
Lulling mind...
© Copyright: Елена Гребенникова, 2015
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