in an abandoned garden,
garden, which front gate was open
openly open, so i stepped inside
inside the garden, the uncut grass scoped over my head
my head was spinning, because of the fragrance of the wild plants
plants that once used to belong to somebody
that somebody has left
left in a hurry maybe?
maybe that is why the gate was open?
openly open, so i could step inside
step inside and listen to the wind singing duet with broken windows…
katri © picture by alide