For the love of poetry,
I'd live in a tree
So every leaf that falls
Has written on it (parts) of my story
For the love of poetry
The waters will gush forth
And be the colorless ink
Of my silent poems
For the love of poetry
I'd dwell in the mountains
And carve into them
Pieces of my life
... to remain there forever
@Nicynth
21.03.2018