Lost poem
I'm looking for you, and you go into the cloud,
Into the cloud that has come to the hill,
Where are the ancient stones
Covered with cool moss,
I'm looking for you among the herbs
Like a lost poem.
It would be better if lightning burned heather,
Would light quiet miles,
Than like death calm white mist
The colors of petals fading lilies.
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