A fork far from all understanding

Like a blossom-white cloud on the horizon that nobody notices...
... That's how many people live their time.

Like a firm branch at the tree nobody notices...
... That's how many people live their dreams.

Like a grain of sand in the desert that nobody perceives...
... So many people live their end.

(written by KiBLS)

Author: KiBLS | Written: ~2007 | Published: 13.03.2019 | German original | License: CC BY-NC-ND 4.0 | e-Book: Poems of the new time