extension of a fallen branch among the wet moss

and furrowed by our uncertain steps among the trees that

move the cathedral of mystery, without horizon.

The measure of things is missing, everyone's breath is missing

the days, in the dark green frozen by the clouds

subtle that reshape the forms with a damp pride.


  • Subject: Vetyver, Sandal Back subject: Holy stake, botanical mosses Tail: dew accord

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