February 23, 2022

Swallows

By EPRobles

THE swallows flew into a flock
and roosted in reed-beds
while the skygod turned off
all light
and the world became me.
tomorrow became now
clearly i can see
another around Cypress Hills.

it creeps until its moment
arrives.

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles
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