Another autumn
I have seen so many
And, next year?
Too many people
crowding my thoughts
I yearn for the forest
The notebook waits
It is not impatient
But I am
Another autumn
I have seen so many
And, next year?
Too many people
crowding my thoughts
I yearn for the forest
The notebook waits
It is not impatient
But I am
Autumn for Nao
Moments passing by
Zen time being
apropos wording
for a complex story
told in some time