Clemp

by judybarton

The village of Clemp,  JB 2016

 

I am tasting my slow steps that just
go on as they know. I ...
                      breathe the wind
which caresses the old shingle roof
of the village and the fort's stones too
 

In the silence of all the green grass
I soon vanish while all bad world's griefs
fade. Life is ...
                  as it is and right now
and it is peace and quiet consent


Clemp, August, 13th 2017

Italian version

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