the alchemist.

Raptured

in the claws

of the sky
my eyes

are ripped
into butterflies

and the breeze

blows leaves
of sunshine

on the ground,

dancing the last
of the green

grass
into brown

dust
and gold.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

_______________

Capture

Photo: Anne-Flore MARXER ~ https://www.instagram.com/annefloremarxer/

 

 

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