Moments
Posted: September 15, 2021 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a commentHeaped together in a winter park
Raked together, willow with oak, beech with alder and maple
Les feuilles mortes,
You knew how I loved that Verlaine.
You are not gone
The moments you have left to us, are scattered all around
Surrounding us always, gradually becoming one with us,
Becoming many
Your fallen legions become the past, and the future
Endlessly