Could I be the sparrow
that plays blissfully in
the scattered dust of
the street manure
in the fading light of
the evening
intoxicated with
the fragrance of
the apple blossoms
that part from the tree so sweetly.
inspired
that plays blissfully in
the scattered dust of
the street manure
in the fading light of
the evening
intoxicated with
the fragrance of
the apple blossoms
that part from the tree so sweetly.
inspired
Could I be the sparrow
that part from the tree so sweetly.