A Joy Day Landscape

A Joy Day Landscape

Chestnut horses
Standing in the morning sunshine
Innocently waving their tails;
Sheep –
Rice grains spilt
From God’s rice bowl
Far away on a tablecloth of green;

Dark leaves
Are falling on a soft surface
And there are voices in the distance.

We ran down the slope and then we climbed it again;

Passing by a tree laden with apples
Countless yellow drops from the Painter’s little brush.

Green hills resound with coolness;

But calm we stay
An autumn hand of warmness
Is still AROUND.

– Maria Latinova.

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